After serving Alterwood tirelessly, I died from exhaustion—only to wake up in the past, determined to get revenge.
As steward, I sabotaged the Duke’s estate: wasting money, hiring fools, ruining crops. Yet everything prospered!
“Best harvest ever!”
“Our steward is a hero!”
The Duke even flipped the script.
“You’ve moved me—now you’re mine, Nelly.”
Not so fast. My vengeance isn’t done. Duke, just collapse already!
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