MADRUM

Selena's whole world is turned upside down when Sienna, the daughter of a maid, suddenly claims that she's the real daughter of Count Estarion. Sienna remembers everything about Selena's childhood, making everyone believe that she's the real daughter. Her once supportive brother and father, who are everything to her, turn cold and kick her out of the house. Even her close friend and fiance turn their backs on her. With nowhere to go, she is saved by the only person who treats with her kindness, Eideun Calypso, a war hero who was once a lowly slave. He asks Selena to be his private tutor and teach him high society etiquette. Why is Eideun being so generous to her? Will Selena be able to find out the truth about her identity? Will she take revenge on those who betrayed her trust?

Selena's whole world is turned upside down when Sienna, the daughter of a maid, suddenly claims that she's the real daughter of Count Estarion. Sienna remembers everything about Selena's childhood, making everyone believe that she's the real daughter. Her once supportive brother and father, who are everything to her, turn cold and kick her out of the house. Even her close friend and fiance turn their backs on her. With nowhere to go, she is saved by the only person who treats with her kindness, Eideun Calypso, a war hero who was once a lowly slave. He asks Selena to be his private tutor and teach him high society etiquette. Why is Eideun being so generous to her? Will Selena be able to find out the truth about her identity? Will she take revenge on those who betrayed her trust?

I reincarnated into a tragic reverse harem novel with no dreams or hopes left, and for some reason, the heroine died. Before I could fully process the shock of the original story being not just broken but erased, my sisters began pairing up with the male leads. The playful and obsessive emperor fell for my mature and kind eldest sister. The stoic and strongest swordsman in the world fell for my romance-genius second sister. The flirtatious genius of the Magic Tower fell for my cynical youngest sister. Me? I’m only six years old, so having a love line would land me in serious trouble. Anyway, my sisters seemed to get along well with their partners and eventually held weddings. But then... "Lilliana, call me 'oppa.'" "I'm your favorite brother-in-law, right?" "It's an imperial decree. The youngest sister-in-law will live in the palace and be treated like a princess." I just want to go back to the days when it was just me and my three sisters living together!