TRWR 01

Chapter : 01

The Reason Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke’s Mansion –

Prologue

Raeliana McMillan had made it a habit by now to open the window and lean her body out as soon as she woke up.

The soft sunlight seeped over her eyelids, and she could see the Cham Cane River flowing quietly around the mansion. Across the river stood rows of upper-class residences, carefully designed as beautiful landscape structures. It was a view beautiful enough to be worth billions.

How much money her father, Baron Jondain McMillan, had poured into purchasing a mansion on this prime piece of land had now become nothing more than an outdated seasonal song.

Raeliana sat on the stool placed in front of the window and stared endlessly at the Cham Cane River.

The Cham Cane River, which surrounded the capital once and curled inward, was the pride of the capital, a city known as the City of Water.

Thousands of tourists visited this city every day just to see this river. Even now, at the mouth of the river, an artist was setting up an easel to draw portraits for tourists and couples.

Raeliana rested her chin on her hand and sighed. It had already been two months, but she realized it once again.

‘This isn’t my house.’

In the world where she had lived, the river flowing through the capital was the Han River, and her home was nowhere near close enough to even see it, let alone be considered nearby.

Raeliana McMillan… No, Park Eunha, screamed and rolled around on a king-sized bed.

“Ah, why—!”

Right now, she had entered the world of a novel.

February 18, 2015. Park Eunha died.

Because someone pushed her from a rooftop.

Even now, she still did not know why she had to die.

It was the winter after taking the CSAT. She had failed to get accepted into any of the universities she applied to and was spending her days attending a study room while desperately waiting for additional admissions.

Her heart was unsettled, and she could not focus on studying. So she went up to the rooftop of the study room, looked at the stars, and reflected on the hardships and pains of her life.

That was when a strange man spoke to her.

“An… crackle—static—.”

Park Eunha talked with that man for about three minutes, but now all she could remember was a sound like a broken radio, filled with static.

She vaguely guessed that it might have been because of the shock of being possessed by a character in a novel or something similar, but she could not know the reason.

Thinking that perhaps the conversation with him contained a clue, she desperately tried to remember, but the man’s voice, the words he had spoken, and even his face… she could not remember any of them clearly.

The only things she remembered were her suspicion and curiosity toward the unfamiliar man, and the strange feeling that she was enjoying herself.

While continuing their conversation in that state, the phone she was holding vibrated.

It was a call informing her that she had been accepted through additional admission.

She was so happy that she screamed, spun around while holding her phone, and that was the exact moment it happened.

Suddenly, her vision slipped.

“Huh?”

Her feet left the ground, and a dizzying sensation spread through her body, like when a swing falls downward.

The man who met her startled eyes was smiling.

Before she could even say the words “save me,” her body began to fall.

They say that a person sees a flashback of their life before death, and countless thoughts rushed through her mind.

Her mother, who had raised her alone. Her older brother, who was a troublemaker but had a kind side. Her fun and gentle friends.

And at the very end, the thing that came to her mind was…

“You have the face of someone who will die young.”

The fortune teller’s words.

She had heard it at a fortune-telling house her mother took her to when she was around nine years old.

Her mother, who looked like she could have become a great general, had flipped over the fortune teller’s table and cursed him before dragging young Park Eunha out.

However, those words had embedded themselves deep in her mind like a small thorn, occasionally poking out.

‘So in the end, I really was destined to die young.’

At that moment, light surrounded her body.

And when she opened her eyes again, Park Eunha had become Raeliana McMillan.