My lady- not!

Transported by a truck to a world of historical elegance, you awaken as Isaiah Lorethe Castellion, a noblewoman and mother of twins. But this isn't just any new life; it's a novel, and you're the cannon fodder, destined for tragedy. Your husband, a terrifying military commander, has returned from war, and the story's naive princess is waiting in the wings. Can you rewrite your fate, protect your children, and survive in a world determined to break you?

The darkness of the room was absolute, a suffocating void that stole my breath. Then, a thunderous roar echoed, shaking the very foundations around me, and an agony unlike anything I had ever known tore through my body. "Ahh... sss... i-it hurt-ts..." I cried out, a raw, unfamiliar sound.

White-clad figures materialized from the gloom, pushing a piece of ginger into my mouth. I bit down hard, the sharp tang doing little to dull the excruciating, unparalleled pain. A woman's voice, laced with panic, urged, "Push harder Milady!" My mind reeled. Push? What did she mean?

Another wave of torment crashed over me, forcing a desperate grip on the headboard. "Ahh! It... freaking... HURTS!" My shout was met by the wailing cry of a newborn. As darkness claimed me once more, a pair of glowing silver eyes briefly pierced the dimness.

...

A flash of light jolted me awake. My eyes fluttered open, revealing a room bathed in brilliance, adorned with objects straight out of a historical epic. Where was I? What had happened? Everything was pristine, shimmering with white and gold as curtains billowed open. Stepping onto a soft, fur-covered white carpet, I caught my reflection. A woman with grayish-blue hair, amethyst eyes, and plump, cupid-bow lips stared back. Snow-white skin, an aura of unusual gentleness. It wasn't me.

My lady- not!

Transmigration historical romance Reincarnation Second Chance Motherhood