I didn’t cry when I died.There was no grand farewell. No dramatic regret. Just stillness… and a strange sense of peace.But death, it seems, wasn’t the end.I woke up in another world—in the body of Kael Varentine, a feared prince condemned as a traitor in the pages of a tragic fantasy novel I once read.The world thinks Kael is cold. Ruthless. A monster deserving the blade.They don’t know he’s gone.They don’t know I’m not him.Because beneath the steel armor and sharp tongue… hides a girl. One who doesn’t belong, but who remembers how this story ends—in blood.If I want to survive, I’ll have to wear Kael’s face. Walk in his cursed footsteps. Endure the stares, the hatred, the war.But I won’t follow the path fate carved for him.Let them call me a villain. Let them call me a prince. I will survive. And I will not bow.A genderbent historical fantasy with emotional depth, intense tension, and an iron-willed heroine hidden behind a villain’s mask.For readers who love rebirth stories, secrets, identity conflict, and powerful slow-burn tension.