chapter.2

Eve was lost deep in thought when her servant’s gentle voice broke the silence.

“Miss, what are you thinking about?”

Hearing that, Eve blinked — returning from her dreamlike thoughts to reality.

She smiled faintly and replied, “It’s nothing.”

Her eyes lifted toward the young woman before her —

Ella Freya, her personal maid.

Ella had been by Eve’s side since childhood,

yet Eve had never treated her kindly.

The former Eve was cruel,

so cold that servants trembled at her presence

and whispered behind her back in fear.

That memory made Eve’s chest tighten for a moment.

Just then, Ella said softly,

“Miss, the Duke will be joining everyone for breakfast this morning.

You should start getting ready soon.”

Saying this, Ella disappeared into the bathroom

and began preparing the bath.

Eve turned toward the mirror.

“I’ve decided,” she whispered,

“from now on, I’ll treat everyone with kindness.

And I’ll stay far away from the male and female leads of this story.”

She gazed at her reflection.

Truly, Miss Eve was breathtakingly beautiful.

Silver hair that shimmered like moonlight,

skin pale as milk,

and eyes red as rubies —

together, they gave her an ethereal, almost divine beauty.

She stood 168 centimeters tall — only seventeen years old.

But her heart ached with a single truth:

“I’m not used to this face… because I’m from the modern world.

I don’t even know if I’ll ever return home.

But as long as I’m here,

I’ll rewrite the fate written in this story —

and no one will die because of it.”

While lost in thought, Ella’s voice came again,

“Miss, the bath is ready. Please hurry, breakfast is about to begin.”

Eve nodded. “All right, Ella.”

After bathing and dressing, she made her way to the grand dining hall.

At the head of the long table sat Michael the Greenheart,

the Duke of the Northern Lands.

With silver hair and red eyes like hers,

he possessed a regal beauty that seemed almost inhuman.

One would hardly believe such a man could be anyone’s father.

Eve looked at him —

and to her surprise, he was already watching her.

His gaze was deep, unreadable, yet strangely warm.

“What’s wrong, Father? Why are you looking at me like that?”

Eve asked softly.

He paused for a moment, then said, “It’s nothing.”

But his eyes didn’t look away.

There was a faint light in them — something like affection.

Eve felt a small flutter in her chest.

He was happy —

happy that his daughter had called him Father for the first time.

Yet he showed no emotion on his face.

He simply finished his breakfast in silence.

When the meal ended, Eve rose quietly and returned to her room.

As she entered, Ella asked with a bright smile,

“How was breakfast, Miss?”

Eve smiled back.

“It was good. I’m… happy.”

At that, Ella’s eyes shone with genuine joy

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