I Became the Wife of a Monstrous Crown Prince

Summary of the I Became the Wife of a Monstrous Crown Prince

So, imagine you wake up… not exactly in Oz or Wonderland, but thrust into the skin of Ancia. She's Blake's wife – well, technically *the* wife*, given the title "I Became the Wife of a Monstrous Crown Prince." But this isn't just any story; it’s ripped straight from an R-19 romance plot that usually ends tragically for the main character.

In the original timeline, poor Ancia takes her own life on their wedding day. The sheer tragedy of it leaves Blake shattered – permanently scarred by grief and cursed as a result. But in this reality… well, I *hate* to break it down like this too analytically because it feels so unnatural when you're just talking about something happening.

Blake isn't some scary monster outside the main narrative; he's stuck somewhere else entirely – maybe a beast form? Or perhaps another kind of cursed state described as monstrous in the story itself. The point is, he’s broken… but here’s where things get weird: this *version* of him seems incredibly soft-spoken and gentle! Like, almost unnervingly so compared to his mythical persona.

Me? I’m Ancia now, and my role according to the script was supposed to be simple – just a protective wall for Blake until Diana arrives. But that path felt like death warmed over, and I refuse it this time. My main goal isn’t tragedy; it’s survival *together* with Blake!

Except… how do you step aside when he looks at you like his world is ending? His eyes plead, desperation radiating off him: "Ancia, don't leave me!" This fragile boy in front of me – the one who hides behind a 'monstrous' label – suddenly feels incredibly vulnerable. And I can’t bear to just walk away, even though my character's supposed motivation is fading fast.

He clings now, this little thing he’s become… it’s like his curse mirrors mine or something. He needs me desperately, and honestly? It makes him seem less mythical and more human for a second.