(Why can't there be a space at the beginning of the line annoys me?)
Scarlett de Capet, that is the name that will firmly bind me from my previous life to my death.
From the moment I was given the surname Cappy, I could no longer be just Scarlett.
I am an insignificant supporting role in this world.
Why do people often lose themselves in small cages?
Why is it that I am dragged into the whirlpool of politics, power, love and hate and cannot escape?
Why does the happy ending of the story require my miserable life to pave the way?
I worked hard among the princes and nobles, playing the role of an outstanding lady in the royal city and the virtuous crown prince. I want to be vicious and jealous, stupid and incompetent, and go to my destined death under the halo of the protagonist.
That was the ending of my last life.
In this life, the soul from another world has restored my hope in life. When I return to the starting point of everything, my life starts again.
Not someone's daughter or someone's wife, just Scarlett.
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[Thinking]
1. First person warning! ! ! The two souls coexist in the same body, so they are called separately.
2. In fact, this article is a derivative of another one, but I really like Scarlett and want to write something for her.
3. Uh-huh, uh-huh, I don't know what the genre is. It's not a monologue and it's not a biography... It's weird, but I won't care, so I'll write it like this.
Mission: freedom, love, and self
