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How The Princess Rewrote Her Tragic Ending

[ILLUSTRATIONS INCLUDED: Chapters with illustrations are marked with the '*' symbol!] >Short Excerpt: She brought her face up close to mine, only leaving an inch or two to spare. My eyes widened as I got an up close view of her iced ones. My, they were absolutely gorgeous. Your Highness, you know, don't you? I furrowed my eyebrows, suddenly uncomfortable in her presence. "You know, right?" she repeated, holding my gaze. "You are aware of the tragedy that is yet to befall you, aren't you? In a year's time, you'll be dead. You'll die, do you get that? You'll be sacrificed to your ancestors’ so-called 'God'." ———–⬇SYNOPSIS⬇——————– When average highschooler, Seonhee Lim gets thrown into the world of her best (and only) friend's favorite novel, "The Blessing Of Wisteria", she finds herself in a very threatening situation. She doesn't recall a thing about the contents of the novel, but what she does remember is that the role she possessed right now, the one which belonged to Crown Princess, Cynthia Amaryll Klaern, won’t stay around for long. Filled with thrill, mystery and drama, will Seonhee find a way to prevent her imminent death or will she find a way out of it with the help of someone special? ________________________________________ Discord: Suoshi#8929 CHECK OUT MY SECOND NOVEL: GHOST DETECTIVE: Li Xiajun (Cover taken from Pinterest!)

Suoshi · Fantasy
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The Announcement and the Fall

The jeweler's stall in question belonged to a someone called Verel Yeardly.

"Reynard, young chap!" he beamed as we approached his brightly lit stall. "Who've we got here?"

"How's the sale going today, Mister Verel?" he blurted, clearly trying to evade the question.

"Answer me, boy," Verel demanded, his tone quiet but firm. 

"This wonderful lady here," Reynard said eventually as he gestured towards me with his left hand, "is Ashli Rivers. So about the sale-"

"Ashli Rivers?" Verel cut in as he crouched forward from where he sat on a large blue velvet ottoman and shook my hand. "Have we met before?"

"No, sir," I replied quickly, lowering my face so that my hair formed a curtain around it. "We certainly haven't met before."

I heard a 'mmm' and then a clap.