Rise of the Unfavored Princess
I had thought that my life couldn't get worse when I walked in on my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend. But after a series of unfortunate events, I opened my eyes in a world that I had only read about in a webnovel, the Erudian Empire, ruled under the domineering, bloody reign of Emperor Helio. The worst part? I'm not even the main character! Reborn as Winter Royberg de la Erudian, I am the pitiful side character who is discovered to be a royal bastard princess due to a certain physical trait only the imperial bloodline possesses. But I know the end of Winter's story and the unwanted royal punching bag is framed as a witch and killed at age 16 on the guillotine due to the scheming of the cruel empress. An aloof, murder happy father? Check. Psycho half-sister? Check. Meddlesome author who wants me to follow the script? Double check! I don't want to die an early death again, so I'm determined not to ever be discovered as a royal again. But before I know it, I'm trapped in a palace of blood and opulence playing tricky games of power, games I have no clue how to win. How will I survive to adulthood in the imperial palace and get my happily ever after? And am I really the only person who fell into this world? *UPDATES 1-2 TIMES A WEEK* *1500 TO 3300 WORDS PER CHAPTER*
Ch. 227: Breaking and Entering
Augustus could barely feel his hands, so cold they were from an impromptu bath in the freezing river. With the speed that he was moving, the wind felt like blades of ice cutting into each finger, but there was no time to stop and put on his gloves. Under the dim lighting of the partially set sun and the snowfall that had begun to fall anew, the tracks that Claude had left when he ran off would be covered soon.
The crown prince felt as if his mind had been split in two. On one side, a side that had become more prominent ever since he had killed Finnick, took ahold of his weary body and doggedly followed Claude's tracks like a predator. But the other side, the side the he would have otherwise considered his whole self, was taking note of the shocking atrocities he was witnessing.
The most pressing question those notes sought to answer was when this had happened and how no one seemed to know yet.