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The iron widow, the spider widow, male hunter, the witch of Neuwanstein castle, the embarrassment of noble ladies....... These were all the words used to describe the Marchioness, Suri Pon Neuwanstein. Despite receiving such criticism from the world, she raised her 'children', who were unrelated to her by blood and were old enough to be called her siblings. And finally, on the day of the first son Jeremy’s wedding, she felt that all her hard work had tied all the loose ends together. But she had been terribly mistaken. After hearing the message requesting her to not attend the wedding, she got caught up in an accident and died while leaving the castle. But when she opened her eyes, she woke up on the day of her husband's funeral, seven years ago. I refuse to suffer any more. I won’t live as I had in the past a second time!

I entered the world of my favorite novel and genre through someone else’s body. Of course, out of all the characters, I just had to enter the body of the protagonist’s aunt, the woman who abused her nephew, the selfish villainess. According to the original storyline, in any case, my nephew was expected to leave my side soon. Compassion for him grew, so I put my most sincere effort into tending for him until the day we parted- “I realize it is rude in asking since you have been taking care of Luca until now, but may I take Luca to Winterwald with me?” There’s no way that won’t happen! I mean, I suppose I could’ve rushed to send him off and then live comfortably, but unexpectedly, my nephew wrapped his arms around my waist and shouted. “M-mom!” How did I become his mom all of a sudden?

"Put it inside me." "Are you sure, Princess?" "Yes, I am. Put it inside me. Do it with me." Abel, the third princess of the Kingdom of Ernst, grew up sheltered like a flower in a greenhouse. During her otherwise ordinary days, she suddenly became cursed. The curse of desire bestowed upon the three sisters. Cecil, the eldest sister, ate voraciously, and Charlotte, the second sister, slept as if she were dead. And I... began to feel an overwhelming sexual desire. Knights, wizards, priests; I did not discriminate in my liaisons. Sometimes with one, sometimes with two, or even... How many times will I do it today? Can I manage to sleep? My heart trembles, and I cannot tell if it's from fear or excitement.