Please, Humiliate Me Once More

Synopsis

My psychic told me I was destined by fate to be a villainess: the more wicked I acted, the more blessed I would become; the kinder I was, the shorter my life would be. At first, I didn't believe it. Until I gave a loaf of bread to an injured beggar, and he choked to death on it. I then gave my younger sister a hairpin, and she was soon named a countess. It dawned on me that in this world, good people get no good karma. So I had no choice but to be a downright villainous wretch. I began strutting arrogantly through the streets, striking anyone who displeased me. One day, I tore into Crown Prince Daryl Gonzales mercilessly at the Lavendar Tavern, and even splashed water all over his face. The whole of Thornwick City thought I would be sentenced to death. But that very night, he showed up at my door, eyes burning with fervor, and handed me a whip. He said, "Lady Edith, if you can hurl insults, hurl more of them. I've been lacking someone exactly like you. Besides, could you slap me? I want to pray for rain."