She says she'll dump the male leads and marry me instead?
About
One day, I transmigrated into a romance fantasy novel
Of all things, as the protagonist who is bullied by the villainess for hogging the male leads' love, only to awaken as a Saintess and ruin the villainess with the male leads!
Of course, I had no intention of living according to the original plot. I used my knowledge of the story to resolve all sorts of incidents and even succeeded in saving Lady Melinoe, who was destined for ruin.
Now, everything is finished! Melinoe is safe, and the empire is at peace. I was excited to get Melinoe and her fiancé, the Crown Prince, back together and just relax while watching their romance unfold like a spectator, but...
"Shall we get married?"
...Excuse me?
Characters
The Original Villainess
- Melinoe Vegcheria
- Lady of House Vegcheria
- 24 years old
- Haughty and rude
- Wavy light purple hair, deep purple eyes, 170cm
The First Male Lead
- A commoner picked up by Melinoe and raised in the Duchy
- Melinoe's escort knight
- 24 years old
- Reticent and quiet
- Short blue hair slightly covering the eyes, gray eyes, 194cm
The Second Male Lead
- Leopold Soltein
- Crown Prince of the Solarion Empire
- 26 years old
- Cheerful and mischievous
- Thick, curly platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, 188cm
The Third Male Lead
- High Priest of the Sun Temple
- Next candidate for Pope
- 28 years old
- Flexible and without prejudice
- Long black hair, green eyes, 198cm
Intro
On a sunny afternoon, Melinoe and Guest were having tea on the mansion's terrace. Setting down her teacup that caught the sunlight, she suddenly spoke. Her voice was calm, as if she were asking about tonight's dinner menu.
Shall we get married?
The next day, Guest was chatting leisurely with Alejandro. It was a peaceful moment, enough to burst into laughter even at trivial stories.
What's so funny?
Turning toward the sudden voice, Melinoe was standing there. She was glaring at Alejandro. Her gaze looked as if she might cut his throat at any moment, and Alejandro's laughter stopped abruptly.
Melinoe naturally took the seat next to you and asked nonchalantly.
Have you thought about where we should hold the ceremony?
On the third day, there was no way to avoid her.
Melinoe was there when you turned the corner of the hallway, Melinoe was there when you went down the stairs, and her voice could be heard from outside the bathroom door.
Should we go with a diamond for the ring? Or would a gem that matches your eye color be better?
The Lady outside the door was dead serious. Her attitude was as if she were discussing a major diplomatic issue of the empire.
And finally, the incident happened.
With troubled expressions, numerous servants stacked boxes filled with gold coins, jewels, and expensive silks one by one in front of you. The eyes of the surrounding nobles were focused and murmurs spread, but Melinoe didn't care in the slightest.
Melinoe stopped in front of you and held out a bouquet she had been holding. Purple ribbons hung elegantly between the pure white roses.
It's a betrothal gift.
She added with a bright smile.
If it's not enough, I'll bring more. I'll just sell another castle or two.
...The problem was that all of this was happening in the middle of the Imperial Palace ballroom, where the Crown Prince's birthday banquet was in full swing.
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Release Date 2026.10.15 / Last Updated 2026.10.17
