#aria roscente

[pruneunfair]

Something a little funny I noticed.

Both these stories are absolute contrasts between eachother. There's a reason why whenever there's talk of a Rashta regression au, Aria is almost always mentioned.

1st life Aria feels so identical to Rashta as a character, with the only big difference being that Aria is a poor girl who joins a noble family after her mom marries into it and Rashta was a slave turned concubine.

Rashta was often made fun of both in comic and in comments for wearing flashy dresses with a lot of bows and jewlery. In most of her more casual outfits later on, she still wears multiple rings.

The same can be said for Aria who was also judged for going all out both with dresses and even events. There are less examples shown on panel but she does mention how much she realized how awful her tastes used to be.

Both had a loyal maid who they tortured via tongue removal.

Both were the villians in the rich privileged girls story.

Both romance the lover/fiancé of said rich woman

And of course, the similarities of being girls who grew up in poverty being demonized by the noble class for not knowing etiquette.

Mielle is also basically Navier if she had a Rashta level plot induced lobotomy to look weaker. Given that they were born into nobility and were suddenly having to live with some random pauper who showed and is making their life uncomfortable. Mielle is just a caricature version with a superiority complex.

In short: The villainess reverses the hourglass is just remarried empress with reversed roles.

[dyinggirldied]

Characters with the same name in manhwa

(Tumblr gets funky so i cannot enter their names below but from top to bottom is Penelope - Jeremy - Deon - Aria)

[navymanhwa]

Manhwa Women who can kill you

[manhwa-animated-cover]

[incarnateangelique]

This comic is hilarious.

[elvencantation]

god i ADORE these like classically inspired outfits!!!

[manhwafashionappreciationblog]

Manhwa: The villainess reverses the hourglass

Characters: Aria Roscente

Chapter: 12

[averinna]

Anime fandom wouldn't handle Aria Roscente. A villainess heroine who doesn't uses her second chance at life to "run away and live a peaceful life", who don't have things pushed to her but actively goes into action and all for the sake of revenge. Planning to bring down the noble family who her mother married into and who ultimately brought them to death.

The otome isekai fandom already try to say that Mielle, her main enemy, would be seen as a heroine if the role were reversed while Mielle planned Aria and her mother's downfall while the mother crime was to have been a prostitute to survive and Aria to be uneducated because of her past. She considers herself to be above them just because she's a noble.

If it ever gets animated, with how even male characters get called red flag for flirting (Itsuomi under the fire right now) now, God know the bullshit we would have to see from Aria's haters

[lxdymoon0357]

Good day! I hope you're doing well

I got inspo from the latest chapters of The Villainess Reverse The Hourglass — How about the charas from TVRTH reacts if their kid with the reader from the future suddenly appears?

If you don't mind, i would want them to not have a relationship with reader at that point. Maybe just a slight crush or intrest but mo established relationships.

I hope this isn't too much, thank you in advance!

(A/N: Here Mielle accepted Aria into the Roscente family is in good terms with her, even after Aria finds her real father|| Couldn't do Lohan...)

The villainess reverses the hourglass X Reader:

I'll be with you in the future!!

The light glow of sun was hidden by the large, silk curtains as you and your best friend was sitting on their bed as you both did one of your favorite past-times, as you both continued to comment and talk about the recent trends in the society, there was a little knock on the door, as you got up and opened the door, there stood your dear friend’s most trusted servant, but they seemed to be accompanied by someone else behind them, it was a beautiful person with luscious hair and gleaming eyes, and somehow they looked similar to a certain person you know, but you just couldn’t place an idea upon how it could be….As you both invited them in, your friend’s servant informed you both about them being hurt in the palace grounds, and upon mention of your names it asked to stay with you. Now as you, your dear friend, and this person were sitting in their bedroom, in dead silence before……

Aria Roscente

“Uhm…Weird question, would you mind telling us who you are?” You heard Aria question the young girl, named Rosalie, who looked as she was only 13, the young girl immediately looked down before mumbling something you were able to somehow make out, “You both wouldn’t believe me….”, “Why wouldn’t we believe you, dear?” You asked the little girl who had long luscious blonde hair and big, calm (e/c) eyes…”Because well, I’m your future daughter…” You heard her reply, this is not what you were expecting, as you looked over at Aria, she didn’t seem shocked like you, instead she seemed upset about something, yet she replied with “Hmm, I was actually expecting this; she does look a lot like you and she is quite pretty like you, Y/N…” Aria said, sadness evident in her voice…

As you conversed with the girl, Aria heart kept sinking to the bottom, she realized that you will never choose her, even if she turns back the time again and again, as she looked over to the box where she kept her hourglass, she hoped to turn back the time where the girl never told you both she was your daughter, but Aria would still remember the painful detail of you having a destined lover who is not her.

Upon noticing the look on her face you also felt your heart breaking, you loved her dearly and you were also upset learning about your daughter, but what could you do? As you turned back to your daughter you inspected her closely trying to see if your lover was somebody you knew, you noticed her hair was long and wavy and she had sharper features .as you leaned closer to your daughter and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear while she talked, you saw a barely noticeable mole on her ear lobe, as you quickly whipped your head towards Aria, shocking both Rosalie and Aria at your action as you immediately stood up, holding your daughter’s hand before you sat her down near Aria and compared their features, leaning dangerously close to Aria’s face, making her flustered and flush into an adorable shade of pink.

Before, she could process anything, you put your palm and hid Rosalie’s eyes before kissing Aria right on her lips, catching both of them off-guard, as you pushed Rosalie’s face away and pointed towards the door indicating you wanted her out, she immediately got the hint covering you both from her view and running out the door, while you put both your arms on Aria’s waist and pulled her on your lap, while Aria was still frozen, not knowing how to act, as she slowly calmed down and kissed you back. You both continued to kiss, only pulling apart for millisecond intervals to let yourselves breathe before kissing again. Finally pulling apart for real, there was a string of drool connecting your mouths, as you gripped her chin to tilt her chin up to look at her face, all flushed pink with drool on her lips along with a love-sick look in her eyes. Aria felt immense embarrassment and again turned her eyes down before trying to shift off your lap, but your grip on her waist tightened and again brought her back to her previous position, as you called Rosalie in. 

While you conversed with Rosalie, along with Aria in your lap who was hiding her face by burying it in your neck, you confirmed with Rosalie that Aria was truly her mother and your wife in the future. As you three talked throughout the day getting to know each-other, you learnt that Rosalie was born a weak child and so you and Aria were quite protective of her, you both were very worried about her travelling back to the past, but later on agreed to let her do so, but she had to return by evening, so upon the time for Rosalie to leave, you were pretty sure Aria was crying a few tears as you reminded her that you will surely be seeing her again in the future….~

Mielle Roscente

“uhm…I know this is hard to believe and I ask of you to not freak out but I’m actually your child…” the young girl said, while closing her eyes and gripping her skirt tightly, while one hand is extended to show you a tiny bracelet given to you by your mother and you had never showed it to anyone. As you comprehended what the child had said and showed, you immediately stood up and sat down near her, and hugged her tightly, leaving Mielle shocked and to her own senses, as she comprehended what the girl said, this girl was your daughter?!

As Mielle looked at the girl’s features, she saw they were very similar to Aria’s, and her eyes were also green just like her’s and Aria’s, did-did you reject her and marry Aria in the future?....

‘No, it can’t be right, Aria knew I liked them and she still did this in the future? But why?.... We both are on good terms with each-other, though we don’t see each-other often, since she found her real father…..Can it be the reason for her betrayal……” Mielle kept thinking how Aria betrayed her, but there was still hope for her to still be friends with you, right? As she looked at you and your daughter, Rialiara, talk with each-other on what the future looks for you and your family, as she Mielle continued to cry on the inside with her dear sister taking her love away.

As you and Rialiara continued to talk about the future, you felt Mielle scoot closer to you and whisper in your ear "Hey..Can we talk..?" In a voice, which was laced with sadness. Of-course, you agreed, though before you asked Rialiara to go out, Mielle stood up and sat near her before stroking her hair and asking her, "Ria, dear..If it's okay, who's your mother?" Mielle asked, definitely upset about the outcome being her sister.

"Oh! Yeah, sorry I didn't tell you both, but I honestly though you both are dating mom!" Rialiara bursted out, all smiling and beaming at you both, making Mielle immediately whip her head towards you and your daughter again and again, until she saw that your daughter's eyes weren't having a yellow tint Aria and her father had, but more of a blue tint, she had. Her hair was more straight than Aria and though they were the same colour as your hair, there was no denying it now that this girl was your and Mielle's daughter!

Mielle's eyes, which were holding back tears, now started flooding up with tears, as you and both of your mini version looked at her with worry seeing her tear up as you both put one of your hands on each one of the shoulders and scooted closer to her, as she looked at you both and smiled before engulfing you both in a tight hug. As you and your child hugged her back, Mielle realized that this is what her future is going to feel like...

Asterope Franz

"Uhm....If I'm not wrong, you're from the future....Right?" Asher suddenly asked the young, pre-teen boy, breaking the silence. The boy seemed shock for a moment before nodding as though he expected this. As you examined the boy more carefully trying to understand who was this person related to, as you get familiar vibes from him..

But you curious, you ask Asher, "How do you know he's from the future?"

"Oh, uhm a friend of mine has this talent for turning time and yeah...I saw him once when we accidentally went to the future.." Asher replied shyly as you nodded your head. "So who are you dear? Star from the beginning, please."

The boy nodded and introduced himself, "Uhm, I'm Elenoir, the prince of this empire, and..." The boy hesitated by looking at your smile, he continued "your son..." The boy blushed a bit before answering. Those words shocked you and Asher as your eyes widened and your mouth gaped a bit as you covered your mouth and tried to hide your surprise....

"WHAT?!" Asher and you both yelled in unison making the boy cover his ears and shy away giggling mischievously. As you both processed this news and as you brain's clogs finally work you both turned to look at each-other. As you moved your head with were met with Asher's face very close to you, your nose nearly touching as you both blushed heavily as you both froze up staring into each-other's eyes...

As you both broke out of your trance the boy was smiling at you both, so you asked him, "Now, my dear.Why are you here??" This sentence changed his mood completely as he looked guilty ..."I can't say these things to my parents, but I hope I can request you..."..He said hesitantly as you both slowly nodded your heads as he took a deep breathe.."I don't want to be the heir of the throne..." The little boy says, making you and Asher confused

"Huh, why??" Asher asked worriedly, panicking on the inside a bit, "Did I put too much pressure on you??" "Were you attacked?" "Do you hate being a royalty???" Asher and you asked questions after questions worried for the child, the child denied your thoughts as he says, "I'm the elder child, but I have a younger sister, who is younger than me by a few months, I'm the heir to the throne and I'm the one training to be the emperor...but I don't want to take up the responsibility to the throne, rather my sister wishes to be the heir, she says she is ready to take up responsibility of throne as the empress and would like to help her subject, so maybe if it's okay can you make her the heir???" Elenoir asked as he rubbed the back of his neck, seemingly worried and concerned for not only your answers but also because he seemed to care for his sister a lot.

"Of-course, that's completely fine!!" You and Asher say smiling yet non nonchalantly making Elenior perk up in surprise and happiness, "REALLY?! YOU BOTH MEAN IT!??!" You and Asher nodded your head, before you asked,

"Hey, but why are so afraid to ask your parents that you came back in time to us, who aren't in a relationship yet??" you ask making Elenior shy away in thoughts a bit before turning red with embarrassment

"Ah, the thing is you both praise how good of an emperor I would be, I kind of forgot how accepting you both are of me...I should go back, they must be getting worried about me gone and tell them about how I feel, thanks for the talk, younger mom and dad!!" Elenior said opening up a portal before hurriedly jumping through, but not before hugging you btoh tightly and kissing you cheeks, it was a cute moment.

Just before the portal closed, Elenior popped out again and gave you a photo, saying, "I think you'd like to see us, I'm Elenior Franz the eldest son, with my younger siblings, Orien, the middle sister with the angry face, Werin, the cute boy with the white strand in his hair and Reliaou, the youngest boy!! I should leave, bye!!!" Elenior say hurriedly explaining his family and his sibling before running and jumping through the portal again, as it closed completely behind him with a bright light.

With Elenior gone, you both looked at the photo of a more mature and elegant versions of you with Elenior near you, a pretty young girl with very long hair whose face made it look like she was angry, but ti was just her resting bitch face.

Then there was a boy who was the same age as her, but had a strand of white hair in his hair as he smiled, then a boy sitting on your lap. It was a cute family, but how should you and Asher look into each other's eyes after this, knowing you both are married and have FOUR kids?!

Oscar Fredrick

You, Oscar and the little boy stayed in the room in silence before the boy spoke up, "Uhm, so I'm your child from the future, please don't panic...." The little boy said freezing up and closing his eyes as the realization dawned upon you both...While you shyly introduced yourself to the child and vice versa, you learnt how you and your spouse were actually doing good, you learnt how good your son is doing as the heir fo the family, he has a elder sister always worrying and bullying him and is endearingly annoying to him, all while Oscar behind you felt his heart break into pieces...

He finally decided after a few minutes of silence with you and your son talking, except of you and your child talking, Quiren, as he was named. He had to confess to you to get rid of these feelings so he could move on and not live on the feeling of you never loving him and instead marrying someone else.

“Uhm...uh, dear Quiren, do you mind going out for a few minutes, I wanna have a important, secret talk with your parent for a few minutes…..” Oscar asked him, and Quiren upon seeing the look in his eyes, nodded and walked out the room and closed the door behind him, leaving you both in the room alone. As soon as the door shut, Oscar couldn’t hide his cries anymore. As soon as the door closed, you heard a tiny whimper, which held a lot of pain, you quickly whipped your head around to see Oscar holding his head low with tears streaming and falling on his lap and hands making tiny wet spot on his pants and hands as he continued bawl his eyes out as you shifted near him, you pulled him into a tight hug as he cried and babbled

"I'm sorry...I'm such a bad friend..." Oscar said wailing before hiccuping from his tears a bit

"I want you to be happy....But.." He took a huge breathe before brushsing his palms across his cheeks "I want you to be happy with me!" He said full on bursting into huge tears as you patted his back, still hugging him tightly as you tried to hide your blush and excitement, you didn't know who your husband was but it's not like it was too late, right??

You slowly pulled away from the tight hug and kissed his eyes and kissed his tears away as you smiled before hugging him and kissing his cheeks and lips,

"I think...You're the nicest person in the history of the universe...I don't care that I'm married to someone else in the future, right now, I want to be with you, you understand?!" You say smiling brightly as Oscar wiped his tears and giggled a bit as he nodded his head as he kissed your lips again, as someone said in a squeky voice,

"Dad, please! YOU CAN DO ALL THAT AFTER I LEAVE, NO??" Quiren said blushing as he covered his eyes with his hands cutely, you and Oscar giggled as you realized you both misunderstood, Quiren wasn't only your child, but he belonged to Oscar as well! You don't understand how you didn't realize those same gold eyes you loves so much on Quiren belonged to Oscar...But nonetheless, looks like you not only have one Oscar Fredrick but two in different fonts in the future!

[kawahidaya]

blonde manhwa fls supremacyyy

[anshares]

Aria Roscent - The Villainess Turns the Hourglass/악녀는 모래시계를 되돌린다

[pruneunfair]

Crazy idea for the villainess reverses the hourglass: what if instead of a happy fairytale ending we get a dark twist after Mielle is executed both she and Aria are sent back in time where the story started where they are doomed to continue fighting and getting eachother executed until they both reach the end alive?

[dyinggirldied]

Han Yoojin is a menance but this one right here, that's a smirk worthy of a villainess! If you don't believe me, compare it with the pic of my fav villainess Aria.

Also, sorry for the shit quality (Webtoon doesn't allow for snapshot so i made do)

It's just so funny how Yoojin is a mom, is a babygirl and now a villainess 🤣

[whitelilynh]

'The villainess turns the Hourglass'... Mielle?

I think I don't hate Mielle because she wasn't intrinsically evil, although at first we think she was. In all honesty, if Aria didn't appear on her life Mielle's personality wouldn't have transformed. In a way Aria twisted Mielle.

That's even more evident on the second life, and what's important is that Aria was no innocent on either life. She was all that was told of her, and on the second life she acts premeditatedly to take revenge, she is evil on both, she simply is smarter on the second life. So she starts messing with Mielle on purpose, increasing the "twisting" effect she has on Mielle. But this Mielle is not the one that set her a trap on the first life, this Mielle is more or less innocent. Mielle acts from her insecurities and yes, envy, she feels against Aria, but this Mielle is a child. And tbh, her father never did anything to make the transition smooth for both girls or help them get along. He fed Aria's envy towards Mielle on both lifes, and never really tried to make Aria real part of the family. He gave her his name, that's it.

But Aria deliberately fed Mielle's resentment against her, and tried to steal everything from Mielle (and she did). At this point I was happy, because we only know what Aria knows from the first life. Problem is... Mielle wasn't the mastermind. She was just a child manipulated by Isis. We get to know it's Isis the one that increases Mielle's simple insecurities and discomfort regarding Aria into hatred. Yet Mielle doubts at times to do what Isis suggests. Isis pressures Mielle until the end, she has so much power as the future empress and Mielle's future sis-in-law, but once Mielle's position starts decaying, Isis abandones her. Mielle was simply used by Isis, and manipulated by both Isis and Aria.

Then Aria keeps attacking until she destroys Mielle, but at this point we know Mielle didn't really deserved as much.

I did wish Mielle had a redemption when Aria offered it, but it was just Aria's scheme to bury her completely (As I said, Aria wasn't innocent). Even Mielle's brother got mercy because he didn't bother Aria as much on this life, but Mielle was forced to by Aria herself and received nothing.

I do like Aria, but I don't love her. Aria is cunning, she knows she's not good nor innocent and she owns it. Is not my fav type of protagonist but I like her. But I empathize with Mielle as well, she wasn't the type of villain that deserved the worst.

Maybe I'll search FF for this.

[roseadleyn]

ARIA ROSCENTE FALLING FOR A DANCER,,, IMAGINE THEM JUST DANCING IN AN EMPTY BALLROOM OR THE READER DANCING DURING A BANQUET AS PART OF A DANCING TROUPE OR SM

you've hit me in the heart. again.

this is before aria got married because no cheating kids. also switched a little something up

reader's personality is like.. applause by lady gaga and i only realized after writing the fic

idk it's historical so no wheelchair no travel, my mind isn't working it's 4 in the morning (mm, that rhymes nicely)

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𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲. || 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞.

word count: 1.6k

lily means majesty. i wanted to emphasize how the reader appeared to aria during the dancing, and how aria appears to reader because of how beautiful she is. it's not a perfect fit and i don't like it, but i'm dead tired and i cannot look or think for/of a new title, so yeah. sorry for the upcoming, messy, cringe oneshot btw 😇

— rose.

the sun is rising and you realize something.

everyone has a dream in life.

that dream can be anything, really. from getting a sweet house with a little garden to aiming for the stars, a high education, a majestic performance — it all depends, from people to people.

but dreams change, do they not? do dreams not vary over the course of a life? maybe that's exactly what happened with you.

you started out with a dream, too. your dream was to travel, to wander, to traipse over the world. to see the sights, to visit the empires, to take a taste out of every culture. to meet people, to wear the clothes of a foreign land, to take pride in your own and then finally, to settle down in your very own dreamland with a friend or two or maybe a husband. and you threw your heart and soul into this dream, working all throughout school days, talking to people, arranging your group, running here and there to set your travel documents in order, and by your graduation you were sure and ready and full of excitement.

alas, these dreams were not brought to success, this happiness was not to last. you were so close, the dream brought tantalizingly close, so near that you could almost, almost taste it on the tip of your tongue.

until you couldn't.

a week before your scheduled departure, a mix up with your papers that cannot be fixed happens — the loss of those papers, and of course remaking them is too much time, isn't it? your group has to leave in time and back home, pillows and blankets pile around you to block out your endless tears, to block out the feeling of hollow, ringing emptiness, dreamless, hopeless. what good is a person who can't support themselves?

eventually — okay, well, it takes a while but — eventually, you direct some leftover optimism elsewhere.. you decide you'll dance until the papers return, dance with everything you had. now all your time is given to practices and training and development, until you've perfected your voice and your dancing, and people are sure you sound like an angel from the seventh heaven and you dance as smoothly as water flows in a stream.

unfortunately, news of your success can only travel so far. you are still barred from traveling, so you dance in your little space. and slowly with time, you fall in love with it, with bending your body, with maintaning your balance. the beauty of your dancing, the harmony of your voice, is so immense that the Marquess Sarah invites you to perform at an event that she will be holding. she lets you know the guest list, and the important, difficult-to-pronounce noble-esque names make you strive to perform the best you can, pushing your physical limits to the last straw while your mental stamina is far from running out.

when the big day arrives, you step on the stage with stars glittering in your eyes and a tiara on your head that might as well be a coronet of blossoms. you give out your sweetest performance yet, heartbeat pitter-pattering in your chest, movements fluid, voice smooth, the gentle remains of a smile on your face, and for a moment you lose yourself, dancing only for your abandoned dreams and forsaken hope of travelling.

the melody slows to an end and you come to your surroundings with a little start, slightly shaken by all the loud sounds, but it's only applause. all around you, the nobles are giving you a standing ovation, some even standing to do so. you grin, small tears forming in the corners of your eyes, surprised and stunned at this support. amongst those who cheer, a girl catches your eye — slender with blonde hair and green eyes, devastatingly beautiful, politely clapping along with the rest of everybody else.

aria brings her hands together and claps for you, sincerely meaning her applause. she's not a stranger to good performances, not since her whole adoption thing but.. your performance. that was something aria hadn't seen in any of her lives.. wait.

hazy, golden memories swim to the top of her mind. afternoons spent strumming the strings of a violin, running through the corridors with interlinked hands during the hot summer, dawn gone dancing underneath the slowly rising sun. whispered confessions, the brightness of a chandelier, the moment of triumph when you performed for the imperial palace and the overwhelming feeling of pride in her heart — yes, she knew you alright, and this time she was determined not to let her own stupidity curse you to a fallen dream, again.

after you're led offstage and the conversation breaks out, she gets up and heads to your dressing room. she has no issues persuading the knights and finding the large, ornate marble door to your dressing room. she hesitates, trying to remember more of you.. why hasn't she remembered before, when she returned? then she could've come straight to you instead of wasting both her and your time.

a knock on the door, and a confused 'come in!' are all aria needs. she opens the door and looks up, forgetting how to breathe. you haven't changed a bit — still the same compassionate eyes that are the windows to the kindest soul she's known, the simple, minimalistic make up style that you loved so much and never left the house without, your hair that she used to do in ringlets and braids and whatnot. you're so.. majestic. the careless beauty, the easiness and grace about your ways. she feels her heartbeat speed up, and sternly tells herself to get a hold.

'hello, good evening. my name is aria roscente. i just wanted to congratulate you on your performance, it was quite beautiful.' she hates herself for the too-nice tone and the plastered smile.

i knew you better. you don't deserve to be talked to like you're just anyone.

you don't notice — of course you don't. you beam at aria and she prays you don't notice the tips of her ears turn pink.

'thank you! it's very kind of you, lady roscente.'

you fidget with your fingers, trying your best not to look aria in the eye. she's so effortlessly lovely, so.. majestic. she triggers some hidden memories that you didn't know you had — laughing until you can't breath, doing each other's makeup, playing tag in the fields above her house. above whose house? you can't seem to recall.

you're doing well at hiding your self-consciousness until aria says, 'i would like you to come to a tea party this thursday with me and some friends.'

you look up, hardly daring to believe it. 'me? why?'

'i'm sure my friends want to congratulate you.'

'what for?'

'being such an immense success at your first big performance.'

when you still look hesitant, aria adds, 'marquess sarah will be there too.'

you weigh the options in your head. if you went, your influence would be increased. if you didn't, people might start whispering about you, in the street, tea houses, anywhere.

then again, people whispered about you all the time.

the tea party arrives and starts. aria greets the guests and makes polite chit chat, but all she can think about is you. will you arrive? what if you decide not to come? wait, did she remember to place your favorite desert on the table?

finally, you walk into the room, looking bashful and beautifully out of place. dressed in white, a single ribbon woven through your hair, she stands up to pull you into her embrace and never let you go before she remembers that the nobles with slander her to her death... again.

'i'm glad you could make it.' instead, she smiles at you, and then addresses the room at large. 'everyone, this is the dancer from marquess sarah's party, and i invited them to show our appreciation for their marvelous performance.'

a hushed murmur resounds throughout the room, the ladies nodding and mumbling about your performance being excellent. aria notices you give a pleased smile and decides to let you speak.

'thank you for your support, everyone. but, quite honestly, it's hard at times. there are whole days where we don't eat and our entire dancing troupe has severe damage to their toes because of how uncomfortable our dancing shoes are. and...'

as you tell them about the ups and downs of being a dancer, aria can only think about how much she's missed the lilting tone of your voice, the sweetness of your lips, the dreams and hopes in your eyes. the only reason she invited you was to have some time alone with you, anyways, and these noble ladies were going to judge you no matter what, so why not cut your little speech short?

'if i could have a moment, everyone?' she signals to you to follow her after 10 minutes — thankfully, you see the sign — and strides out of the room. almost 12 minutes later — okay, so what if she was counting? she just wanted to see you! — you walk outside, smiling and flushed. she feels a hint of jealousy, especially because none of those women, with the exception of Sarah, mean well towards you.

as you walk, the atmosphere becomes heavy and awkward. so you break the silence, saying, 'lady, why did you bring me outside?'

aria gives you another smile. 'i wanted to dance.'

'dance? oh, my lady, you don't mean — with me?'

'who else? besides, i'm not asking you to be a permanent teacher for me or anything. just dance with me.'

later on, aria would realize that the pair of you reached your destination that day even though the two of you never discussed where you were going.

everyone has a dream in life, but everyone can have several. her dream has always been freedom, liberation from her death, but now she realizes that freedom is not revenge or seduction or gambling through tricks of time reversal at the casino. freedom, aria thinks, as the sun sets, is to be with with you. her freedom is you.

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[incarnateangelique]

Honestly,thank god webtoons like my in laws are obsessed with me,not sew wicked stepmother,duchess mecklen elegant revolt,lady to knigh,I abdicated my title as empress and other goo d webtoons. Because we have materials that cover sensitive subject correctly and female characters that done vile stuff that readers actually hate like dodolea,diane poitier(the readers just hates her because she let her anger out on the wrong person) and so on. And also the fact we have main leads who have flaws and the story acknowledges them in a good way.

(Thanks for the list of recommended)

Yes. Honestly, historical manwha has an issue of falling into the trappings of feudal western Europe and the obscene wealth and class divide of the nobility and the peasants.

Rereading a lot of manwha is like 'oh our protagonist is exploiting the working class' and brushes over it. Ironically, one of the most class conscious manwha's I read was the villainess reverse the hourglass, and it is barely there.