One day, the protagonist finds herself possessing the body of Charlotte, a healer who receives a mysterious request to create a “love potion.”
Though Charlotte is just an ordinary healer, she seems to have been forced to accept the commission due to people mistaking her for a witch.
Before she even figures out who the client is, the crown prince suddenly barges in—and Charlotte, misunderstanding the situation, assumes he’s the one who made the request.
Now, if she backs out claiming she can’t make the potion, she might just lose her head for disappointing a noble. To avoid dying, Charlotte tries to make the potion, but each attempt somehow keeps entangling her with the crown prince…
‘…Wait, is this also part of a classic romance fantasy cliché…?’
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