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#MAGIC
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SLICEOFLIFE
#HISTORICAL
#DRAMATIC
#SWEETLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#PRINCESS
#FORBIDDENLOVE
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

A Courtyard of Roses

Gifted a candle that was said to make wishes come true, Alice Clemente burned it to find herself awake in a different world. She had wished for a life of adventure away from the city and its routine. With her wish granted, she was no longer in the 21st century and was instead lost in the middle of the Kingdom of Gladiolum, a place reminiscent of the 1800s. With luck, she soon gained connections to the rich and powerful of this new world— the nobility. However, how much of it was good and how much of it would eventually be detrimental? After all, mingling with royals not only meant extravagance and daily parties. It also meant warfare and death. Caught in the middle of the two princes and other nobles, Alice would soon have to face the battle between those two royal brothers― a fight for the throne. She had wished for adventure, after all, and she received just as such. Kept in the center of all this, would Alice be able to emerge from the rabbit hole unscathed? Or will the overwhelming troubles of love and war be too much for her to bear? *** “And what if you, too, are unable to help?” Alice threw the question back. “What if helping would risk everything?” Spade didn’t miss a beat. “You are everything.” “Don’t say things that you don’t mean,” Alice chided. “You’ll leave a trail of broken hearts.” “And would you believe me if I say that I have no intention of breaking yours?” Spade countered. “However, mine is yours to play with. Shatter it, fix it, do anything you desire. As long as it feels the warmth of your hand, I am content.” *** Image used in cover not mine.

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#MAGIC
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SLICEOFLIFE
#HISTORICAL
#DRAMATIC
#SWEETLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#PRINCESS
#FORBIDDENLOVE
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

The Descent to Hell

"Cedar?" Alice asked. She clenched her jaw, her lips pierced together so tightly that they formed a straight line.

Her heart felt as though it had been stopped by time. There was a hand that clutched it, threatening to squeeze so tightly that it would explode into smithereens. 

Spade spared a quick glance to the stage and Alice followed suit― Hartley and Rose had just exchanged their vows, and a thunderous applause rang out in celebration as the groom kissed the bride. Their lips touched merely briefly, not lingering for too long, but it was enough to put on an act.

The Queen looked utterly pleased. Alice wasn't sure if she had ever seen her this happy before, in fact. She leaned over and said something to her husband, that joyous smile remaining ever so radiant upon her lips.

"The young man has been found dead in his home by the countryside," Spade said, his voice soft.