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The Princess of Blood and Time

Verinia Hellfryne has had to do many things to get her way. She’s scheming, manipulative and ruthless! But how could anyone suspect their benevolent First Princess, who has taken on the burden of a substitute queen and raised her three siblings since she was eight years old? It’s unfathomable! But then, when her father brings to the palace his illegitimate son and the son’s mother, she meets her match! How can she face a woman who is as scheming and vicious as she is? How can she prevent her father from giving the throne to his bastard son instead of the legitimate heir? Verinia knows that she must fight to get what she wants, but an unforeseen scheme from the wicked concubine brings a new variable to distort her problems! “You’re a wicked woman, Your Sovereign Highness. Fortunately, I don’t like to play clean.” All her life, Verinia has vowed not to be swayed by men, but this scoundrel is just too smooth! “I’m a married woman!” He smiled. “I’m the prince’s proxy in this wedding. Treat me as such until he returns!” Secrets and schemes, blood and power turn into one big blur to distract from a chilling evil that lurks under the surface. An evil that could destroy the world. (Mass release every weekend! Follow me on Instagram for art, sneak peeks, polls and more! Instagram: @sugary.winter)

SugaryWinter · Fantasy
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197 Chs

Dava, Day 7 (4)

Across the campsite in another tent, Alescan Tharwenn could not find any rest either. He was pacing incessantly with a deep frown on his face and dark half-moons under his eyes. 

Every day he would rise early in the morning and search every zin of the woods that he could, and return late at night to bathe and rest. 

His servants were very pained to see how he would subject himself to such harsh treatment and how haggard he looked now. They longed for their master to take a proper meal and take care of himself, but he refused. 

"Master, this is a breakfast platter sent from the kitchen tent. Please have some while it's hot." 

Alescan barely glanced at the platter and then at his eunuch, then shook his head. "I won't eat it." 

Steward Zhan's face became tight with worry. "Master, if you won't eat, how will you find Her Third Highness?"