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Rebith of the Nameless Empress

Chapter 3 Eleventh Century

Word Count: 1561    |    Released on: 24/10/2026

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ere pounding from the inside. I wanted to drift back to sleep, my b

I even lying

Everything around me looked unnervingly sharp, like the world had be

m. A massive mirror with an intricate gold frame loomed before me, reflecting a space that gleamed with lux

d, but from the unsettling realization t

in a red and black gown embroidered with gold and adorned with details I couldn't even begin to understand. When

leep? Is this

cold floor as pani

lection, but when I saw the unfamiliar face sta

elf in front of the mirror, only to wince at the sting. "Who am I

eturn to the hall..." A voice from outsid

acing restlessly inside the washroom, tr

g an 11th-century book. I fell asle

he 11th

ut the nameless empr

nce more. I immediately replayed in my mind the physical description

eyes. Pale skin.

." I wh

ave ended up, why did it have to

to think of a way out! This can't

id someone murder me?! What a

n, wincing at the sting

There wasn't a single window in the

ready searching for you," the pe

faster from nervousness. I to

can't let anyone notice. There's a high chance that if they find

is Empress. She was quiet, so I should avoid speaking unless

I finally calmed down

ly behave. It's just too bad that there wasn't much information about

ince it had been wiped from a

in a maid's uniform immediately bowed befor

Your Majesty," she said politely, her head still lowered. Even

ay the Old Hig

Old Council Hall stood Blackstone Plaza-the very place

mperor be waiti

gan pounding in my chest. Could it be... i

I committed to des

wide, seemingly endless hallway. With every step I took, I mem

she stammered, clearly n

s it today?

with me. "T-Today is Wednesday, the eighteenth of Fe

h

lly, as if it were nothing bu

e thousand ninety-seven, Y

ily stunned by

did go back

bruary 18 as well, but in the year 1100, at the age of twenty-four. That means if it's only 1097, my age n

losing my head. I'd rather die o

servant asked softly but cautiously,

t. "Yes, I am," I

s in front of people, but I hav

, to ask questions, but I didn't want to make this

way. A royal guard came to fetch me. The guard and the servant exchang

We were leaving the palace. I didn't have much chance to observe the

It bore the symbol of two lions facing each other, each holdin

bol of the Cav

umed I would be alone inside, but my eyes widened slightly when I saw

ured a sharp white jacket with red buttons and a high collar, paired with matching white pants and tall lace-up boots.

sty," she greeted res

ed softly, weighing he

oner has already been taken from the underground dungeon, and within the next half hour,

I couldn't help blurting out wh

r Majesty. You did give that c

g? Did something happen that

htened my back, and looked

I said, using i

dying even sooner! Gosh, I can't let my coming to the past go to waste without learning anything

ow am I supposed to fulfill my duties when I

you are right now,

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Rebith of the Nameless Empress
Rebith of the Nameless Empress
“What if everything you knew about history was a lie? In the Empire of Altos, one Empress's name has been erased from the records. History paints her as cruel, heartless, and shameful-but the truth is hidden beneath layers of lies and betrayal. Marigold Fhei Sinclair is a quiet student who lives among books, searching for a world more honest than her own. One night, in the corner of her room, she falls asleep on a centuries-old history book-and wakes up in the past, in the body of the Empress everyone believes to be a villain. Trapped in a life of duty, suspicion, and court intrigue, Marigold must navigate a palace where every smile hides a plot and every ally could be a traitor. Can she survive a world that sees her as a threat, and uncover the truth that history tried to bury?”