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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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134 Chs

Vexed

Back at Faustine's, everything was a mess.

"Did you hear?" Faustine jumped on us the moment we stepped through the door. I noticed that the broken glass had been replaced. "Did you hear, did you hear?" she cried. "The princess is missing! Oh lord, help us!"

"Calm down, Aunty," Reynard said as he put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Faustine sighed and backed up with a hand on her chest as she looked from Reynard's face to mine.

"Where were you two?" she asked suddenly, pausing mid-cry. 

"We were just browsing through the stalls, nothing much," Reynard said nonchalantly as he pulled a chair and sat down. "How did you find out about the announcement?"

"Lennard just returned half an hour ago," Faustine said, massaging her forehead. "Apparently, he was at the fisherman's when the knights made an appearance. Oh, what a terrible turn of events! And she went missing on her 17th year of birth, nonetheless. What do you reckon may have happened?"