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Zianna opened her eyes and gazed at the pink ceiling facing her. The room was too bright so she shielded her eyes away from the light. Slowly getting up, she realized that she was in an unfamilliar room. Pink room, pink ceiling, pink furnitures, pink dresses, all the pink was too much for her eyes that she squinted them once again.

She tried to grab her eye glasses out of habit, and realized that all of this was different and something was amiss. Closing her eyes and concentrating, all she could remember was that she fell asleep reading a book and now she's here.

She sighed and got up, preparing to go out and perhaps ask questions to people outside that could help her situation.

Walking through the door, she passed by a mirror and suddenly felt like something was not right. She walked back and faced the mirror. Her jaw dropped.

A girl about 7-8 years old is currently staring right through her. With mid-length black hair, astonishing purple eyes and snow-white skin.

Although her eyes aren't that good, she could still see that this isn't her body. Too young, and too beautiful to be her.

What happened to her?

Where is this place?

Who is she?

Countless questions are swimming through her head. Without her glasses, accompanied by the stress given by her situation, a drilling pain suddenly came to her, making her stumble and fall, letting out a groan of pain in the process.

Hearing the fall and Zia's groan of pain outside, the maids quickly knocked on her door repeatedly.

"Miss? Miss! Is everything alright?"

A panicked voice trembled, with worry and nervousness in their voice.

Zia wanted to answer but the pain brought by her fall made her groan in pain once again.

"Miss?! We're gonna break the door now. In the count of three. 1........2..........3!" The maids pulled out a set of keys and opened the door.

The maids forcibly opened the door, having the sight of Zianna at the floor looking all confused and fragile. Their heart's ached for the young miss and her terrible predicament.

She just got out from a terrifying fever and now she's on the floor looking so weak and bleak.

They immediately helped her sat up and tidied the clutter caused by her fall.

"Miss, do you need something else or do you have anymore orders?" A maid that looked like the head of the maids asked with her head bowed slightly.

"I don't need anything, thank you. But I do have some questions" Zianna stated.

The maids were shocked by her words. It's not just beacuse Zianna rarely says thank you, it's also because the way she speaks is so different. Her current way of speaking is so soothing and calm with hidden elegance and wiseness, on the other hand, her previous way of speaking is filled with impatience, unruliness and a shrillness that makes people cringe.

It's like as if their speaking with a whole new different person.

"What are the questions, Miss? As long as this servant knows the answer I would gladly answer it." The Head maid bowed her head in an angle.

"What's my name?" she inquired honestly.

"I-....You are.....

"Salazia Virtousio."

That's what the Head Maid answered.

After that, Zia asked many more, which earned her a few gazes. Elisia, the Head Maid, called for the family's doctor to check up on her since there's obviously something wrong.

"What's wrong Dr. Felix? Did she have a concussion or something?" Elisia fired at him, making the Doctor sigh.

"Miss Salazia is diagnosed with Amnesia. We still don't know what kind but she certainly lost most of her memories. She may not be able to recall who she is or some of the events that recently happened to her." Felix muttered, scrolling through the papers infront of him.

"Will she be cured? did she forget everything?" Elisia once again asked.

"In most cases, the patient under this syndrome usually remembers gradually through the help of other people or things that could trigger their memory back, commonly takes about eight to nine months for them to remember. For Miss Salazia's case, it would be much more serious since she can't even remember her own name. We can only hope for the better."

After a few words of chit-chat, all the maids and doctors gradually left the room. Once everyone was out of sight, the girl who was supposed to be asleep suddenly opened her eyes.

So, her name's Salazia Virtousio, she's currently about six or seven year old and there are a bunch of maids outside. That's all of the information that she has right now.

She still doesn't know how or why she's in here. She's supposed to be attending her collage exam right now, not laying on some fancy pink bed.

She squeezed her eyes in frustration and a bell suddenly rang in her ear.

Salazia....

Virtousio....?

ISNT THAT THE NAME OF THE VILLAINESS OF THE STORY 'Rose Of The Kingdom'?!

Once again, Zianna almost passed out in shock, realising that she's currently in the body of the villainess.

How did this happen?

Isn't Truck-kun supposed to be the bridge for the isekai-ed MCs?

She didn't got hit by a truck, nor did she die, so how come?

Recalling the Villainess' death made her spine shiver in fright.

Ahh this isn't good.

Salazia Virtousio died a painful death. She was burned to the bones, until no one can even recognize her. Her family also suffered with her, losing their money, power, and wealth. Everything fell apart for Salazia and her family.

She thought no other thing can make her stressed more than her calculus project, but here we are.

She can only close her eyes and sigh.

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A/N:

Hello!

I'm not a proffesional so I based the Amnesia part on the research that I made. Please correct me if needed, constructive criticism is always welcome but please be kind with the words. The chapters are very short but I'll update more often since school is now finished.

Thank you for giving this book a chance!

Suggestion and feedback are always welcome.

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