Tactical Evasion of My Past-Life Executioner

The blood-soaked package delivered to my quarters didn't just contain a severed command-tassel - it contained a memory. In my past life, Vanguard Commander Dastgir hunted me down and executed me for treason. Now, I have exactly three weeks before we are deployed to the very same front. My solution? A cold, calculated tactical retreat. By faking an engagement to a wealthy, cowardly munitions merchant, I can secure a legal discharge and vanish before the war begins. There is just one flaw in my perfect algorithm: Dastgir. The undefeated, bloodthirsty commander thinks my sudden 'frightened bride' act is a hilarious, elaborate ruse. Instead of letting me go, he magnetically shadows my every move, dismantling my escape routes and dragging me into explosive firefights just to see me drop the act. The more I calculate my escape, the more he treats me like his favorite prey. When he finally corners me in a burning warehouse with a blade to my throat, demanding to know why I look at him with such venom, I realize avoiding him isn't enough. But who really sent the warning tassel, and why is the mentor I trust most trying to ensure I die?