Chapter 03
I was abused and killed for one reason alone—because I was born on the wrong day.
Just when I thought it was all over, a new opportunity appeared.
And when I was born again… I reincarnated as the daughter of my enemy family?
‘How can this be?’
My head was filled with confusion.
In Pietra, there are five great noble houses.
Granato, Aquamarina, Perla, Rubino, and Turchese.
Among them, Granato and Aquamarina do not get along.
“Granato must have too much money!”
“Aquamarina must have too much free time.”
Every time they met, they clashed.
“Duke, are you out of your mind?!”
“Marquis, are you sane yourself?”
“Because of you, years of my research were ruined!”
“And you blocked our trade routes. Does that make sense?”
They constantly interfered with each other’s affairs.
“Has the Duke of Granato gone mad?”
“Mad?”
“Who sends assassins as a gift!”
“It was a return gift for last time. Is there a problem?”
They had even sent assassins after one another.
“Please, both of you, calm down!”
Their relationship was so terrible that even the emperor had to intervene. Other than official events, they avoided facing each other.
That was how deep their hostility ran.
‘Of all families, why Granato!’
It seemed I had made a mistake in my return.
“Isn’t it actually better to reincarnate into your enemy’s family for revenge?”
If someone heard me, they might say that.
Yes, on the surface, it sounds good.
Lucero Rune Granato.
The head of the Granato family, and the richest among all past dukes.
He became head right after coming of age and built enormous wealth through trade. With his strength and quick decisions, he now handles not only commerce but even imperial diplomacy.
A ducal house. Immense wealth. Head of my enemy family.
What perfect conditions.
But do you know how people describe the Duke of Granato?
First, a cold-blooded man with a cruel nature.
“Baron Humtin stole supplies? Break his wrist and demand repayment. No—charge double. No, triple!”
Lucero always repays injuries several times over. Not just commoners—even nobles are not spared from his brutality.
Second, a reckless madman who gives even the emperor headaches.
“Where is the Duke of Granato?”
“He… went shopping because the weather was nice.”
“Shopping? He skipped the imperial council for shopping?! Is this a joke?! Lucero, get here at once!”
“Your Majesty, please calm down!”
He once skipped an imperial council meeting simply because the weather was good.
Third, a terrifying sharp tongue that spares no one.
“Is your head full of flowers? Why are all your words so useless?”
“Iello, if you’re going to act like that, quit. Even if you become head, what will you do? Ruin the family?”
He insults not only his retainers but even his own children.
In short?
He’s the empire’s mad dog.
‘And that man is my father…?’
Can I even survive?
Everything suddenly felt dark.
‘Mm… I must have fallen asleep.’
When I opened my eyes, it was night.
‘What time is it?’
But all I could see was darkness.
‘I can’t even guess the time.’
And my body still wouldn’t move the way I wanted.
‘Right. I’m a baby.’
Even turning to the side was difficult.
‘Sigh.’
A small sigh escaped me.
‘What should I do now? Can I adapt?’
Even though my life was short, I had lived entirely as an Aquamarina. Could I truly become a Granato?
Just as anxiety filled me—
“Child, are you adjusting well?”
“U?”
Lady Camilla?
I looked up. Camilla appeared from the ceiling, and the dark room brightened. She took her full form and approached me.
“You seem to be adjusting.”
“Buu! (No, I’m not!)”
“I came to explain the situation.”
“Uu! (Please explain!)”
“First, let’s fix that babbling.”
Snap.
With a snap of her fingers, my babbling turned into proper words.
“What just—?”
“You’ll be able to speak for about ten minutes.”
“How is this possible…?”
“Oh, let’s match our height too.”
She snapped again.
My body floated up into the air. I shifted from lying down to sitting, facing her.
“What is this?!”
“A small trick for eye level.”
“That’s amazing.”
“It should be. Now, shall I explain?”
“Yes!”
I nodded eagerly.
“You are currently in a state of reincarnation and regression. Your birthday is January 19. Your birthstone is amblygonite.”
“What year is it?”
“March 30th, Year 980 of the Pietra Empire.”
Year 980… the year I was born.
I returned. After nine years. I had been mistreated over a difference of just one day—no, five minutes—and now I had a new life.
It didn’t feel real.
Wait. It’s March?
“I was born in January, right?”
“Yes.”
“But I don’t remember anything from birth until yesterday…”
“That’s because you’re a baby. Newborns are busy enough just living.”
“But…”
“That’s not what’s important. Remember this—you were born into Granato, not Aquamarina.”
Has fate changed?
“But Granato doesn’t have a daughter.”
“That’s right. The child originally died before being born.”
Originally, the Duchess of Granato died in an accident while pregnant.
“Is my mother… alive?”
“Unfortunately, she passed away.”
“Ah…”
I wanted to feel a mother’s embrace.
“It couldn’t be changed. That part had to follow the natural order.”
“I see…”
It was complicated—but I was already fortunate to have a new life.
“Why did you send me here?”
“Because you wanted revenge, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“That’s why you became Granato’s daughter.”
“…?”
“I sent you here so you could take revenge comfortably. Don’t you like it?”
“That’s not it, but…”
“Then it’s settled.”
Still, I hesitated.
“I’m not sure if I can adapt.”
“Has the duke beaten or scolded you?”
“No!”
“Then try trusting him. Rumors and reality are different.”
“…That’s true.”
“You won’t know until you experience it yourself.”
“Thank you, Lady Camilla.”
I felt lighter after talking to her.
“I should go now.”
“Wait!”
“Do you have another question?”
“…What happened to Aquamarina?”
She blinked.
“Oh. There is no child there.”
“No child?”
“A miscarriage. That was how it was meant to be.”
My heart tightened.
“Is it… because of me?”
“No. It is not your fault. They are simply receiving one of their sins in return.”
Was that true?
“Do not cling to the past, Allegria. The past is only the past.”
She summoned a mirror.
“Look, Allegria.”
In the mirror was a small child.
“Red hair. Pink eyes like roses. Do you still think you are not a Granato?”
The child in the mirror was unmistakably Granato.
“No one will know your past.”
She was right.
“…Even so, hearing about the miscarriage makes me feel uneasy.”
“Do not bind yourself to the past.”
“You’re right.”
“I hope you achieve what you desire in this life.”
With that, Camilla disappeared.
‘It was short, but I liked her.’
But I shook myself.
It’s time to move forward.
‘I am no longer Sueño del Aquamarina.’
‘I am Allegria Rune Granato.’
From now on, my goal is simple.
To grow safely in the Granato family—
And take my revenge.
