This Time I Boarded the Enemy’s Ship

I died at twenty-two. Yet I woke up at sixteen. First by accident, then once more as an experiment. By the third time I died and awakened, I accepted the truth—my miserable life as Princess Aira of the Empire kept repeating. “Please marry me.” In my first life, desperate to escape the Empire, I proposed a contract marriage to the King of the Archipelago. The King welcomed me warmly and loved me, but it ended in tragic failure, and I became consumed by vengeance. Even after completing my revenge, I found myself starting a new life again. “Marry me.” This time, I proposed a contract marriage to a Republic Admiral who had helped with my revenge before my regression. I needed to find ...