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"And Elara?" he added, his voice gruff. "The Crown Prince's recent insults toward you have been noted. The Veridia knights are being stationed at your door. No one—not even royalty—will make you feel unwelcome in your own home again."

Elara looked at the jasmine and the cakes, a strange warmth blooming in her chest. She had spent months trying to avoid her tragic end by being "perfect," but it seemed that by simply standing her ground, the family that once feared her was starting to adore her.

"Your favorite dried jasmine," he muttered, looking everywhere but at her eyes. "I noticed your supply was low." "And Elara

As he left, her younger brother, Julian—the boy who usually avoided her like a plague—poked his head in. "Sister," he whispered, sliding a plate of honey cakes onto her desk. "Don't tell Father, but I saw the way you handled the court today. You were... impressive."

In the dimly lit archives of the Imperial Palace, Lady Elara—known to the kingdom as the "Ice Serpent"—carefully turned the yellowed pages of a forbidden ledger. In this world, she was the villainess destined for execution, but Chapter 18 marked the moment the script began to shatter. No one—not even royalty—will make you feel unwelcome

The villainess was no longer alone; she was the heart of the House of Veridia.

Elara froze. In the original story, this was the week he was supposed to disown her. "I noticed your supply was low

Her father, the Duke of Veridia, had always been cold, a man who viewed his daughter as a political chess piece. Yet, as Elara prepared to face another day of scorn, the heavy oak doors of her study swung open. Instead of a reprimand, the Duke stood there holding a small, intricately carved wooden box.