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When Eurydice was framed as a "witch" and burned to death, her gaze slowly swept across everyone present at the execution site:

The royal prince, the cruel instigator; the duke and duchess, the ruthless enforcers; and her own parents, the silent bystanders.

As the torch fell, the witch hunt's flames roared. In her final moments, Eurydice thought in a daze, "What a regret. I truly regret not having killed all these power-hungry so-called nobles."

"If I could live again, I would follow my true desire, my desire as a commoner, to make these so-called 'nobles' who are born superior disappear completely from this ethereal continent."

Eurydice thought this, and gently closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she was back seven years in the past, on the day exactly one ethereal year after her marriage to the duke's eldest son.

Eurydice looked at her young face in the mirror and smiled very, very slowly. "Very good," she said, "This is... truly wonderful."

When Eurydice, having been reborn, suddenly told her husband, "Let's annul our engagement, Lorenz," Lorenz's wine glass clattered to the floor.

He gasped, "What?"