Born As Male Lead Twin Daughters.

Two best friends. A bond that is forged tightly. They become inseparable even before their parents got married to each other, in fact; they’re the reason that their parents even know each other. Meeting when they were 10; going through school and puberty together, and luck were even on their side when they got the same college that they wanted.

Until the fateful day they met truck-kun.

“I could never get over this mediaeval era shit.” Serraphina eyed the wooden carts that were pulled by a horse.

“Look at our clothes!” Isabella squealed.

“It’s ugly.”

“I think it’s cute!”

“You think old man Francis' donkey is cute.”

“Oh, come on! Lucia rarely gives us anything new. I think this is pretty.”

“That witch NEVER gives us anything new. If she could wrap us in potato sacks, she would. And this new clothes was given to her by Grandma Millia. And we both know that that old woman would nag her if she didn’t see us wearing it.”

“Oh, shush! Let’s just enjoy our 8th birthday.”

“Our second 8th birthday, you mean.” Serraphina ignore the pout but she couldn’t help to give Isabella a soft smile;

“Happy birthday, sister.”

“Happy birthday, sister!”

The hug Serraphina got is enough to give her the strength to go through all this reborn bullshit. Serraphina has her twin and best friend by her side. Besides, it’s peaceful here in this small village.

Wait, what’s this?

Why was there a group of knights in front of their home?Oooohhh, who’s that hot person? His hair is the same colour as them, although his was a bit on the darker shade.

Wait, that’s the Crown Prince? What’s the Crown Prince doing here? Why is there money changing hands? And why were they paying that witch?

Is that witch selling Serraphina and Isabella?!

Wait, what’s this Stavroulis bloodline? Stavroulis? Where had Serraphina heard of that?

Illegal hidden royal children?

Ahhh…

That story.

A story written by Isabella’s dad.

One of Serraphina’s favorites that she loves to read while cuddling with him.

Ohh…

Oh no…

…………….

Reborn

Reincarnated

Second chance

They’re not alone, they have each other. Born in a small village far from all the ruckus in the citadel and in what seems in the mediaeval era, they assure themselves that it would be a peaceful life. Even as they had to struggle with an abusive Aunt and learn with each other to make sure they didn’t drown in starvation.

They endure and they adapt.

But it seems like they jinx it.

It looks like Serraphina are actually know of this… world.

It can’t be that bad right?

“Why do we have this weird power? I don’t see anyone else having it either.”

“I don’t wanna live in a castle. I want to stay with Grandma Millia.”

“Did they just say that we have a father? Alive one?”

“Oh God! You’re not going to believe this! Someone wants to use us for the throne!”

“Can we learn magic? OMG!! Say it to me! SAY. IT!!!”

“You’re a wizard, Serraphina.”

“YAASSSSS!!!”

"Wait, you said the villain is dead right?"

"Well, you see..."

"*:%@+#&!?"


*Author note: I won't hold back on the swearing and curses. you have been warned. also, english are not my primary language, thus I'm open with any constructive comments and suggestions. hope you enjoy the story!