webnovel
#REINCARNATION
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ISEKAI
#REVENGE
#POSSESSIVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#PRINCESS
#STEPMOM

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*

bunnyreadsabook · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
244 Chs
#REINCARNATION
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ISEKAI
#REVENGE
#POSSESSIVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#PRINCESS
#STEPMOM

Ch. 229: The Gift of Fear

The clock ticks and the "idle" conversation draws to a close. In fact, Julian and I are both waiting for the empress to cut to the chase and finally tell us what we've been waiting to hear: how she will get Julian out of his debacle with the Order.

I also cannot help but worry whether or not the empress knows for certain that I am the one who Julian revealed his memories about the Order too. She must surely suspect at the very least, but will she act on it? 

"His Majesty, the emperor, has arrived!" So accustomed I am to only seeing my father during my lessons that this announcement within my personal quarters shocks me out of the facade of calm I'd maintained.

"Is it a holiday?" I mutter to myself in disbelief.