So, briefly recapping. Just over three months ago, she was simply run over. Mary Johnsen, a 30-year-old receptionist, was ignominiously struck by an ice cream truck and died instantly. She miraculously woke up in a small but comfortable bed in the middle of a modest room, a suit of armor neatly arranged on a chair at her side, next to a beautiful, newly polished sword that looked heavy. Staggering, she ran out of the covers, stumbling before colliding with the wall in front of a small, wooden-framed mirror. Her face was not her own.

Her once large, toad-like eyes were now the sharpest, most beautiful red eyes she'd ever seen before, her cheeks more angular and less full, her lips medium-sized, almost plump. She was taller, much stronger than before. With this body, she wouldn't have died so easily from being hit. What caught her attention most were the scars on her face. They weren't too noticeable, but enough to make her doubt what kind of job she had.

It took her a few seconds to process everything. Long black hair, red eyes, scars, armor and a sword, a nice room. This wasn't cheap, and it wasn't normal for a receptionist either. What kind of person has a sword and armor? A warrior... oh. Damn. She's in the body of Reira Maniae, the Duchess's dog!

Of course, the lapdog was symbolic because she was nothing but a damn putty for that woman. Although Mary understands her, from the illustrations in the novel, the Duchess is a beautiful woman, the villain, but damn beautiful. Villainous, regal and perceptive, the ex-wife of the emperor who was tricked into marriage or her father would go to prison on false charges, then tricked and made a mockery of the palace by the emperor's affair with the female protagonist, Lethia, and finally... sadly divorced, without her title of empress and with the stigma of having lost a battle of wits.

Well, not everything was so bad. Everything was still in order. The engagement ball between Emperor Evander and Lethia had not yet taken place, she had ample time to get used to this new world and think about how not to die, at the end of the novel, the Duchess is sentenced to be locked up in the isolation tower, but the original Reira, rather than allowing it, preferred to kill her and then kill herself at her side, loyalty to the end. Mary sighs. Well, better said, Reira sighs.