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. 89: Jack Skeleton
By late summer, I've managed to create a somewhat consistent routine: wake up around dawn, get ready and gorge myself on food, heal soldiers all day long with an occasional bite in between, return back to my tent and gorge myself once more.
I'm washing down my third boiled egg with the tea that has finally made its way to the military camp when Nina enters the tent to inform me that there has been a change in my schedule.
"A change? From my father?" I inquire.
"No, um-" Nina hesitates more than usual and I plow forward.
"Then it must be my brothers. Which one?"
"Actually, neither your highness."
Nina looks uncomfortable and I have a bad feeling that forces me to set down my cup and look at the attendant who has followed me around like a shadow since I've arrived.
And Nina doesn't disappoint. "Ahem," she awkwardly clears her throat, her typical composure lost. "Bishop Duvernay wishes to speak with you."