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The Dethroned Monarch

A great monarch is not one without flaws, but rather they are those who recognize their shortcomings and continually refine them, turning their flaws into strengths. Such were the principles that Ysabel's mother taught her. However, the very woman had killed herself when her flaws brought her to stand before judgment. Wounded by her mother's betrayal to the crown and their people, Ysabel was stripped of her title and dethroned on the very day she was ready to confess her love to Prince Hinrik. Exiled to live the rest of her life outside the kingdom, Ysabel met a mysterious stranger who gave her a second chance to fix what had gone wrong. Accepting the offer, Ysabel found herself waking up several days before her coronation as the new Queen of Eyeris. Determined to discover the mystery behind her mother's death, Ysabel knew changes were bound to be made. No longer posing as the kind-hearted monarch, Ysabel met Prince Hinrik, the man she had fallen in love with in her previous life. Dead-set on never repeating the same mistakes, Ysabel distanced herself from the dashing Prince. Yet, how long would she be able to resist him when he was living within her reach? -- DISCLAIMER: Cover is not mine

shrEk2o3 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
132 Chs

Prove me wrong

"People with good intentions make promises, but people with good character keep them."

-Unknown

  Palace maids run to and fro, frantically fetching a basin of cold water. The entire palace was in chaos when Hinrik arrived. 

He kept Ysabel's letter in a safe place, promising to read it as soon as he could. It would be his comfort in the midst of having to accept his father's fate. 

The servants gave way upon seeing the young prince rushing to get to his father. The physician was there, ordering the servants around. 

When he saw Hinrik, the doctor bowed before returning to barking orders. Hinrik approached his father's bed. The king had his eyes closed and his breathing ragged. 

Carefully taking his father's frail hands in his, Hinrik knelt by his father's bedside and brought his hands to his chest. 

"I'm sorry it took me a while to get back. But I am here now, father."