I ended up in the body of a high-strung aristocrat—a enviable bride—Victoria Mangus. Stunned by the princes competing for my hand, I blurted out that I would be the wife of the one who kills the dragon. Only the dragon turned out to be absolutely against that sort of lawlessness. He appeared in person and demanded an explanation of why I arranged a criminal group to wipe him out. I could answer only one thing: “Because it’s not allowed to be this beautiful…”