I stared at the paper, tapping my fingers on the table, thoughtfully. I gathered all the necessary information I needed to know about this place and this is what I have found;

I transmigrated a few months before the novel began which means that at this very moment, Lady Adeline and Prince Cedric has not met yet, since their first meeting was at the Royal ball which has not happened yet.

Alderia is currently at war with the Southern empire, Eldoria. So, basically any chances of bumping into the Prince or meeting him is highly unlikely because he is probably at the front line of the war. So he is taken care of.

I ruled out his name from the list of people to have concerns about. I stared at the number two on my list, Duke Alaric Johnson, the Youngest Duke of Alderian. He was the Duke of the West. A tall, sturdy man with black long hair, neatly trimmed to his broad shoulders and deep violet eyes that possess untold secrets. He was known to be a distant character, always kept to himself and said a few words to the people around him. Most people were born with magical powers but— he was among the few that was not.

He had no power but he had power. Duke Alaric is the secret leader of the top intelligence agency of Alderia. He has the dirt on everyone and the best man to meet when you want some specific information about anything and anyone.

He was a great help to Lady Adeline and was always the first person to come to her aid whenever she needed help. He loved her secretly and was willing to do anything to keep her safe from the Villainess’s grasp. It hurt him more when he realized that— her heart belonged to another, the Prince. Someone that he despised due to his killing nature.

I stared at the name and ruled it out without much thought. I don't think I would bother with him either, he had no problem with Rosalind. I doubt if he knew of her existence.

So onto the next one, my face cringed as I stared at the name. Sir Alexander Norwyn, the third male lead. A tall, light skinned man with dark sandy blonde hair and silver grey eyes. The ultimate player of high society. He has the power to control and create water at will, shaping it to any form he pleases. He is someone that I wish not to meet.

Even though, it is said in the novel that he loved Adeline but I felt that he did not. . . most of the time he stayed with her, he did it mostly to annoy his cousin, the Prince and that is a huge turn off for me. I quickly circled his name. I had to be wary of him, Sir Alexander was known to be guile and not honest. I don't care if he is Edward's friend, I don't want to have any encounter with him. I needed to distance myself from him like a plague.

I moved on to the next person on my list. I beamed at the name. He is the most loyal and most faithful person a girl could ever meet. He had my heart the moment he took a deadly hit for Adeline which was meant to kill her by his master, Lady Eleonora Ravenscroft, a.k.a the villainess. In the novel, he was rescued by Lady Eleonora from the slums. His lightning power was said to be weak but it grew overtime when he became a Knight of Lady Eleonora.

He was loyal to her and put up with a lot of her shenanigans. It was hard for him to choose between the lady he loves and the one who rescued him from his darkest moments. It was obvious to him that Adeline never loved him but she cherished him more than Lady Eleonora and he swore to be loyal to Adeline even till death. His name is none other than Sir Roderick Porter, a peasant who became the strongest Knight of the entire empire.

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A dreamy sigh, escaped my lips as I remembered his features_ tall with prominent features that could send one's heart race a thousand times over again. His emerald eyes were said to bewitch any lady fortunate to hold his gaze. I sighed once more, drowning myself in my fantasy. I dreamed countless times in my world to meet him just once.

"Oh! What a dream!" I exclaimed in a dreamy tone.

I shook my head a bit, exiting my fantasy. Staring at the paper, the names of the main characters, especially the male leads were underlined. My gaze shifted to what I scribbled at the edge.

Main goal; Do not encounter the main characters and do not partake in the novel!.

I circled it a lot of times, highlighting its importance. I folded the paper neatly, placing it in an envelope. It was stashed beneath a loose floor board. Hopefully, it would not be seen by another.

Now, that was over! I had to move on to the main task of the day. Exploration!. It has been a plan of mine for a while now— been cooped up in the estate for days, doing basically nothing was more frustrating than preparing for any company project I have ever been on. I needed a new scenery, I needed to visit new places and I needed to do it soon before I'd go insane from being indoors for a very long time.

I rushed to my boudoir, in need of a simple yet elegant gown for my standards. Being a Duke's daughter, I had to be aware of what I wore in the outside world. A knock on the door diverted my attention from the task at hand.

"Come in!" I yelled and continued my search.

My personal maid, the one I yelled at, walked in. It seemed that she had a message to relay to me but she didn't, bearing a strange look in her eyes. She blinked at me, perplexed.

I smiled nervously at her, it was not my intention for her to know my plans.

"My Lady, what are you doing?" She asked, making her way to the closet.

"I am just looking for an outfit that's all!" I replied without giving her a glance.

She kept quiet, looking a bit thoughtful as her gaze followed my actions. "Do you plan on leaving the estate, My Lady?".

I halted, having been caught by her "Yes I am!" I said slowly.

She had a smile on her face as she approached the nearest rack, picking up a very elegant yellow gown with laces arranged neatly at the bodice and intricately woven butterfly fabrics at the sleeves, it looked very tempting to wear knowing how fitted and sensual it was— but the gown will draw a lot of attention to me and that was not part of my agenda for the day.

"It does look wonderful!" I said thoughtfully "but I don't want to attract any unwanted attention to myself, Lenora!".

She sighed, hanging it back on the rack. "Well, it was worth a try!".

Lenora looked around the closet, her face lit up as her gaze landed on a black dress. She rushed towards it, grabbed it and shoved it to my face.

"You cannot say no to this, My Lady!" She said firmly.

I looked at the gown. It was simple and had a bit of sophistication to it. I smiled at it. It was every thing I needed.

"Thank you, Lenora!".

She beamed at the compliment. Her reaction to it, mirrored back to a younger version of me who wished so much for a simple 'Thank you' from my parents. Hearing them being grateful to me for a job well done, brightened up my entire week but that occasion rarely happened and it felt a bit heartbreaking reminiscing the old days.

"Is everything okay, My Lady?" Lenora asked, her eyes filled with concern for me.

I nodded, pushing back those memories "Everything is fine. I need to get dressed!".

"Then I will get the carriage and Knight ready, My Lady!" She said in a state of a bow.

My eyes shot up on hearing the word 'Knight'.

"No, Lenora, the Knight will not be necessary!" I protested.

"Sorry, My Lady, it is protocol. You can not leave the Estate without a Knight as an escort, it is your Father's orders!" She said before leaving.

I ran my hand through my hair in frustration, so much for keeping a low profile, Emilia.