Elyzara Thorne was just an ordinary woman until she died in the dumbest way possible. One moment she was walking down the street, the next, she was choking on a piece of candy and face-planting into the afterlife. Before she could even process her own stupidity, a snarky system appeared and dumped her into the body of a newborn baby.

Sounds bad? Oh, it gets worse.

Her new moms are the most terrifying tyrants the world has ever seen two ridiculously powerful empresses who rule with an iron fist, burn cities for fun, and make their enemies weep in fear. The entire kingdom is one bad day away from rebellion, and Elyzara’s new mission (whether she likes it or not) is to stop these two overpowered warlords from getting themselves overthrown.

The problem?
	•	She’s a literal infant.
	•	Her moms worship the ground she drools on and think she’s the best thing since world domination.
	•	Everyone around her is scared shitless of her “divine presence,” making diplomacy nearly impossible.

Can Elyzara stop her bloodthirsty parents from committing war crimes before she’s old enough to walk? Or is she doomed to be the adorable mascot of tyranny?

By the time I stumbled back into my chambers, drenched in sweat and utterly exhausted, my body felt like it had been through a war. Which, given my family's definition of "training," wasn't entirely inaccurate.


Stripping off my sweat-soaked training gear, I all but collapsed into the massive bathing pool carved into the black marble of my private bath. The water was warm, infused with expensive herbs meant to ease muscle tension, but honestly, I didn't care. I just needed to stop feeling like I'd been thrown off a cliff.


Just as I closed my eyes, the system decided it was time to bother me.


Chapter 67 - A Meal, a Monster, and a Slightly More Dangerous Future