"Honesty and politics don’t belong in the same sentence," they say.

Celine Yue, a kind-hearted social worker, stepped into politics to help more people. But what she didn’t know… was that her own party would be the one to end her life.

After her death, she wakes up in another world as Cyrina Vaeloria, the Elf Princess—right on the day of her arranged marriage to Lucian Aetherion, the cold, mysterious Human Prince and strongest mage alive. A political union to keep two powerful races from tearing each other apart.

But this so-called alliance is just a mask. She despises the way other races are trampled beneath noble boots.


Cyrina refuses to be a pretty puppet. She dreams of building a new kingdom—where races aren’t divided by power, bloodlines, or magic.

To do that, she’ll need power of her own.

And lucky her... she just married the most dangerous man in existence.

With sharp wit and stubborn grace, Cyrina slowly bends her cold husband to her will—
She toys with the ruthless Archmage, tames the untamable… and drags him into a revolution wrapped in royal silk.

After all, if you marry the strongest mage alive… you might as well make him yours.

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excerpt~


Lucian’s voice is like a blade, low and sharp.
“Do you even understand what you said in the royal assembly?”

Cyrina lifts her chin, unbothered. “I understand perfectly. I said I’ll build a new kingdom—where every race can live together.”

His eyes darken. “You don’t know what you’ve sparked. That speech—” he steps closer, “—could ignite a war. You’re underground now, Cyrina. Buried beneath politics you don’t even see coming.”

She spins on her heel and waves dismissively. “Ugh. Kaelen Blackthorn, your master is giving me a migraine. Get me out of this castle before I set it on fire.”

Kaelen gives a slow, exaggerated bow. “As you wish, my lady.”

He takes her hand like the perfect gentleman and leads her toward the door—

But Lucian’s voice booms behind them.
“Kaelen. Don’t forget who your master is.”

Kaelen pauses. Glances back.
“I remember, my lord. But as per your standing order… I obey only my lady’s command.”

A smirk tugs at his mouth.
“Even if it means going against you.”

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Per Golden Ticket = 2 extra chapters

After about four hours, by almost evening, nearly every single highly perishable good is safely packed into the basement fridge.


The items that can survive a little better are stacked neatly in one of the grand halls, while the second hall still has some open space left over.


Everything is good for now... but as the days pass, a lot more goods will definitely have to be stored soon. Well, for now, this is all that can be done.


"Your Highness," one of the guards says, bowing deeply as he approaches me in the corridor. "The Crown Prince has summoned you!"


I nod and wave my hand to let him go. "Understood," I reply, turning to the other guards stationed nearby. "Keep a sharp watch on the goods."


I turn around and head toward the upper guest room where Big Brother Lucian was supposed to be sleeping. "Big Brother, I'm coming in," I call out softly as I open the door.


Chapter 239 - It Has To Be Here