Shameless, fickle transmigrator into a book vs. a love-struck, deranged, obsessive warlord
I transmigrated into a tragic romance as its heroine. I woke up on a battlefield and found myself taken prisoner by the tyrant of an enemy kingdom.
The deranged tyrant tortured me in every way imaginable. Only then did I learn that I was his one impossible love.
To stay alive, I pretended to fawn over him, acting as if I loved him beyond reason, while secretly plotting my escape.
After all my efforts, the tyrant finally let down his guard.
The day I escaped, he went mad. “You said yourself that you loved me! How dare you lie to me!”
With no hope of getting away, I dropped the act. “You’re the emperor, and I’m your servant. You treat me like a dog every day, and you call that love?”
The tyrant said, “Don’t go. I’ll be your dog.”
