Entangled with the Duke

Waking up inside a coffin was bad enough, but discovering I’d somehow turned into a man? Had I really traveled through time? The unfamiliar clothes clinging to my body only deepened my confusion. Adjusting to this strange new world proved far from simple—every step felt like navigating a maze of unfamiliar customs. To make matters worse, I found myself constantly entangled with that scheming, shadowy duke, whose piercing gaze seemed to see right through me. His reputation for manipulation preceded him, and now I was caught in his intricate web of power plays. The more I tried to escape his influence, the tighter his grip became. This wasn’t just survival in an unknown land—it was a dangerous game where one wrong move could cost me everything. Between deciphering this bizarre reality and outmaneuvering the duke’s endless schemes, I barely had time to breathe. Who knew crossing worlds would involve so much political intrigue and personal peril? The coffin might have been simpler—at least there, the dangers were predictable.