Romance / Fantasy / Comedy

Defending Villains Innocence

by Homi

Previously or alternatively listed as Defending the Villain’s Innocence

One day, while living as a money-grubbing, unscrupulous lawyer, I found myself transmigrated as Elena Christie, a penniless extra in a fantasy romance novel. “Let’s see, who has the biggest bounty on their head?” To escape a poverty hell more terrifying than the inferno itself, I decided to defend Benedict Richard, the story’s ultimate villain, a duke on the verge of execution for muder. My reward for success? Half of his confiscated fortune. “Is there any evidence here, in this courtroom, that the defendant committed this muder?” I thought I’d torn the courtroom apart with my flawless arguments…. What? They’ll only return his assets if I catch the real culprit? Fine. I’ll catch the real culprit. I’ll get the money. And so, I ran myself ragged chasing the true muderer, even going so far as to fix the Duke’s finances, which were on the brink of collapse after his assets were seized. I even managed his public image, tarnished by the muderer label, thinking it might help secure his acquittal. I was utterly swamped, all to protect my future payday. “We have a contract, nothing more. Don’t expect anything else.” The Duke delivered the unnecessary, and rather dramatic, pronouncement that there would be no special incentives beyond the agreed-upon fee. I shook my head at his surprising stinginess, so unlike his imposing figure. “Ha….” Benedict Richard sighed, a sound heavy with anguish. This was a serious predicament. He pressed a hand to his forehead, his face etched with worry, and muttered, “I think Elena Christie likes me.” Something decidedly unusual was happening. He was certain of it.

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