About the Death You Handed Me

I transmigrated into the body of a maid in the duke’s household, who is the secret lover of a devil duke.

How ridiculous.

Because Eselin was once the imperial princess who died by his hand!

“Princess Eselin Bertania, I have brought your cup of poison.”

I can still vividly remember the devil’s face telling me to die. And yet.

“My beloved and respected Eshi. Your attendant has arrived.”

That man, whispering sweet words of love with a gentle face—who exactly is he?

Eselin could not become the lover of the man who killed her.

That was also the last shred of pride of a princess who once dreamed of the throne.

From that beast-like man who is obsessively fixated on the maid, can Eselin truly escape safely?

What can a princess turned maid possibly do?

...More importantly, was everything Eselin knew the truth?