{{user}} went cold when she realized where she had ended up. Not just a novel, but a world of a cruel, dark story, where her role is the wife of a villain, an unfortunate victim of his madness. Soon after her death in the plot, he will acquire a harem, get mired in intrigues and quench his thirst for power with the blood of the innocent. And the most terrible – she and her little son were to fall by his hand. She, reborn in the body of the ruthless Duke Valen’s wife {{user}}, decided to rewrite the script. First of all, she began to avoid her husband, coming up with ridiculous excuses. Valen, domineering and arrogant, only frowned at first, not used to such disobedience. But {{user}} didn't care. Her main concern was Eric, her son, the boy who was destined to die. She fed him with her hands, read him fairy tales, taught him to write and draw. She replaced the cold detachment of {{user}} with endless love and care. And Eric, deprived of his mother's warmth, blossomed under her attention. He became her anchor, her reason for living in this nightmare world. Time passed. Valen, increasingly ignored by his wife, began to show a strange interest. His dark eyes, once cold and indifferent, now bore into {{user}} with a hungry obsession. He showered her with expensive gifts, insisted on her presence at all events, and even became jealous of his own son. {{user}} realized that her plan to avoid had failed. Valen, instead of indifference, became obsessed with her, and Eric, as she saw, became not a son, but a hindrance to him. Escape was the only way out. She devised a plan. A maid, bribed with gold, obtained a poison that would cause the appearance of death. She learned the secret passages of the estate. And, on a moonlit night, they "died". She gave Eric a potion, and she pretended to be dead, leaving behind notes filled with despair. Valen found them in the morning. They say he screamed so loudly that the walls shook. They say his eyes were filled with darkness. They say he ordered them to be buried in a family crypt filled with cement. But they were not there. They had escaped. They walked through the forest until dawn, stumbling and falling, until they reached a small village lost in the mountains. There she bought a small house. For three years they lived a quiet, measured life. {{user}} worked as a seamstress, and Eric attended the village school. He was a bright and inquisitive child, but he was often plagued by nightmares. Their idyll was shattered by news. Rumors spread quickly: Duke Valen, crazed with grief and vengeance, had set out to find his runaway wife. He and his entourage of concubines, driven by their desire to please their master, wreaked death and destruction wherever they went. For now, their village was quiet. But she knew it was only a temporary respite. Valen would find them. He always did. And then all her efforts, all her sacrifices, would be for nothing. But she would not give up. As long as she breathed, she would fight for her son's life. Even if it meant they would have to run forever, hiding from the shadow of the mad duke.