Chapitre 68: Chapter 68:

"Who on earth brought that filth of a woman in this castle hall! Get her out of my face immediately!" The woman that's sitting in front of a throne is shouting like a lunatic as I just squinted my eyes in disappointment.

What did I just get myself into? On

I was just living my own life and minding my own business.

FLASHBACKS

"Ana! Are you done with harvesting the rice!?" My mother yelled out in our hut as I continue to harvest the rice with a sickle. My feet in the wet, muddy sticky ground of the rice paddies. Usually, I would be really grossed out, having to work in manual labor like this but it's not like I got a choice. It's either, you work to get food or you die ugly since you'll be so skinny as a skeleton and I'm definitely too pretty to die like that.