My corpse was carelessly dumped halfway up a mountain. And then I came back to life, retaining the memories of my past life. So... I had to run away immediately!! *** Thinking the fragmented memories popping up were prophetic dreams, I even ingested poison to help the villagers. And what did I get in return? Betrayal. 'Bastards who repay kindness with malice.' So I made up my mind. I would no longer sacrifice myself for others. The future? Let the dogs have it. Since things turned out this way, I was going to escape to another continent, live peacefully, and die of old age!! But... Of all things, I witnessed the murder of the insane princess of an enemy nation who had been dragged here as a hostage. "From today on, you are the princess." Pardon? "Marry the Grand Duke and bear his child." Pardon?????? "Wait a minute... I have a type, you know, just jumping into bed like that with someone I don't even know, just anyone..." "Then die right here on the spot." "......." Having been a lifelong solo, I decided to pour out all the desires I'd been saving up. Thank goodness, or so I should say, the Grand Duke happened to be my exact type.