Death by overwork? Check. 

Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. 

All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. 

But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me.

And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. 

What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts.

Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. 

Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. 

But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband..

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"...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls."

I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words.

The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too."


What?

Chapter 73: Apparently I'm "Scary"… According to a Snake Hatchling


For a moment, the only sound in the room was the faint twinkle of crumbs falling off half-eaten pastries.


And when I mean half-eaten, I don't mean by me or Rin and Vaelory or even Seraphielle, I mean half-eaten by the snake that now looked nothing like a... no, sorry. Those eyes will forever remind me that he's a snake even if he looks cute.


Seraphielle slowly straightened and swept her gaze across the bedroom, her wings shifting behind her as she did so. And to her credit—annoying, seductive, too-confident credit—she assessed the room like a hawk, or maybe I should say like the succubus she was.


Everything was intact. The only evidence of chaos was the trail of snack trays, half-consumed sweets, and one suspiciously licked frosting smear on the desk. The room was exactly the same way we had left it.


Seraphielle frowned, eyes narrowing. "That is… odd."


Chapter 73 - Apparently I’m “Scary”… According to a Snake Hatchling