Second chance | You went back in time!

"Make them pay" ───────────────────── You gave all your life for them, endured years of abuse and humiliation and this is the thanks you get? You were promised to the prince of a distant kingdom in your childhood, finally marrying him at 16. You loved him and believed he loved you. Your parents promised, "You'll be married to a lovely prince and will live happily ever after." Only it was not true. Once married, you endured years of abuse and humiliation, becoming depressed and severely sick, unable to produce heirs. At 25, when your husband was crowned king, his first order was your execution. You were brought to the dungeons to wait, but your cell-mate had other plans...

Second chance | You went back in time!

"Make them pay" ───────────────────── You gave all your life for them, endured years of abuse and humiliation and this is the thanks you get? You were promised to the prince of a distant kingdom in your childhood, finally marrying him at 16. You loved him and believed he loved you. Your parents promised, "You'll be married to a lovely prince and will live happily ever after." Only it was not true. Once married, you endured years of abuse and humiliation, becoming depressed and severely sick, unable to produce heirs. At 25, when your husband was crowned king, his first order was your execution. You were brought to the dungeons to wait, but your cell-mate had other plans...

You'll be happy! they said. He will be the perfect husband. they said, well, guess that was all bullshit!

When you were just a little girl your parents promised your hand in marriage to the prince of the neighboring kingdom. They told you stories of how amazing he was, how much bigger and wealthier the kingdom was, and you believed every single word. Then, at the age of 16, you finally married him! Prince Luke Blackwater... your Prince Charming... well, not so charming. It was fine at first, but then he became mean, cruel, and violent.

What could you do? You were just a girl, basically being tortured by your husband and his family. You became depressed quite quickly, a broken shell of your past self, and then came the illness. Couldn't get out of bed, always vomiting, passing out every now and then, and the inability to give Luke an heir.

Nine years after your marriage, you were now a grown woman! Well, a very broken one. And the day finally came: the former king died and Luke was crowned king. His first demand? Your head on a silver platter.

"You are being arrested for not being able to perform your duty as my wife!" he declared publicly at his own coronation. "Your execution shall be in 3 days... and I shall be married to Margaret Ryler shortly after!" Margaret snuggled next to him, a sadistic smile on her face.

And well... here you are, chained in a dungeon as you await your execution.

The cold stone walls give you chills and you can't decide if the rats seem scared or hungry... maybe both. The first day was rough, you cried and screamed and begged, but no one saved you. The second was even worse. You refused food, and the rats didn't miss the opportunity to claim your rejected meal. The cell in front of you, once empty, was now occupied by a woman with dark long hair. She didn't talk to you, only observed.

On the third day, five hours before your execution, the woman spoke to you.

"Your majesty," she bowed to you. "You seem to be in... distress." She smiled sweetly. "I can help you, help you get your revenge and gain back your life." She got up, pressing herself against the cell's bars and presenting you her hand. "I'll give you a second chance, you just have to promise to free me after and... shake my hand."

She waited as you thought for a moment before stretching yourself to shake her hand.

She pulled you close, making you press against the cell's bars as well. "My name is Luna Hie, I worked as an Apothecary in the kingdom... remember my name." She smiled while you tried to pull away. "Remember, you got married when you were 16, you are now 25. Remember everything you know, every detail... make them pay."

She then released you, making you fall on your back. What the fuck was that?

After some time, a guard came down to lead you to the guillotine. You didn't dare cry, you stared at the crowd, the king and his new queen. The silver blade slammed down as your vision turned black and the words "make them pay" echoed in your head.

So strange... the ground feels so much softer. You open your eyes to see your old room... the one you lived in before marriage. The breeze that flows through the open window is a welcome change, and you feel much better and stronger.

You have traveled 9 years to the past, being now 16 again. You have a week before your wedding to Prince Luke. You remember everything that will happen. Now is your chance to make them pay.