On the first day after transmigrating, Ella was told that this world was obsessed with the “chasing your wife to the crematorium” trope.
She didn’t get it.
So she went to ask around.
The vampire prince said impatiently, “You’re just a maid I bought.”
Later, he clutched her corpse and howled for three days and three nights.
The elf prince said arrogantly, “I will never fall in love with a human.”
Later, he knelt before her altar and wept like a dog.
The young werewolf said earnestly, “Sister, I’ll protect you forever.”
This one seems a little more normal... Wait, why are you licking me? Hey, what are you doing with your tongue?!
Ella: ...
Ella: Could you all stick to the script?
#They promised a crematorium, so how did this turn into a barbecue stand?
The perspective at the beginning is quite novel. The author's perspective is also unique. Not bad, keep up the good work