Reincarnated as the rebel's daughter

From Homeless to a rebel leaders daughter?

if you told me this before I would have just stared at you for the longest time I could.

but that's not the case now, after getting ran over by a damned truck I woke up in a room that smelled of lavander and rose wood, the sweet and strong scent lingered in my nose.

I stood up from where I laid, noticing the fancy color and material of the bedding I wanted to cry. it was almost the same as the bed I slept at the old haunted house just moments ago, It was a matter of fact they both felt and looked awfully similar, I swallowed and began backing away to look for the exit. I didn't know what was going on but I was sure, This ain't the streets.

as soon after I opened the oddly wooden sliding door, 2 men in historical armors bowef their bodies 90° with smiles at theie faces


"Goodmorning, My lady"


yep, someone knock me out now pls.