"Princess Sakura, Heir to the Throne! Aren't you excited, my future Queen?" My boyfriend asked me, laying kisses across my lips, nose and forehead and temple.

I snuggled up beside my boyfriend in bed. This was my fiancé and the future prince of the Empire. He is the Duke's son. Even though I didn't like men and always felt like a lesbian, I made an exception for this guy, because that was just how I was raised. There were no lesbians in the kingdom, it was a Patriarchy society. However, I was going to be the first sole Queen of the Kingdom, and have a lower ranked Prince ruling by my side, since I was of the royal bloodline and my boyfriend is from a noble family, the Duke's family.

"Yes!" I squealed into my boyfriend's arms, snuggling my face to his chest. "I am soooo happy! Once I am queen, I will legalize gay and same-sex marriage! I love yaoi and yuri. Ehehehehehe....!"

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"There, there," my fiancé soothed, rubbing his hand over my back.  "Now rest peacefully, my dearly beloved."

I yawned and fell asleep in his arms. Only to wake up immediately to pills being forcibly shoved down my throat. I tried to scream but that only served to make me choke on the pills. The last thing I saw was my boyfriend's sadistic face as he smashed my head against the bedframe and I died in an instant.

I have no idea how he dealt with the aftermath, I didn't live to see it. 

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I thought I was going to Heaven, or Hell, but no, I was reborn into the body of a 19 year old woman, in a modern day city. I didn't have identification or anything, I was homeless and my memories were fuzzy at best. I didn't have family. I was starting from ground zero.

Worst case yet, this body was pregnant and injured, and its father was nowhere to be found. And it had no friends or ID. What now?