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I died because I was thinking about fictional men. Embarrassing? Yes. Deserved? Probably. But then I woke up as Prince Lucian - wealthy, royal, and surrounded by unreasonably attractive people. Okay truck kun. Apology accepted. Except. The Emperor looks at me like I'm a problem he hasn't solved yet. My brothers are carrying weights nobody helped them put down. The palace smiles but never with its eyes. And somewhere out there is a king with a curse, a dangerous reputation, and apparently a face