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Villainess Trains Her Assassin

[World: the 19th century] [Theme: Reincarnation and Royal Love] The daughter of the Duke, Adela Virginia, who was born with incredible magical power, tragically died once. Her last memory was of using her magic to destroy the royal family. She was so vengeful that she tamed monsters with her extreme power. Her actions wrecked everything. But, in the end, she discovered she was being exploited by the first prince, whom she had never seen. The prince, who was he? If she helped the prince, why was she killed? Who was the girl who fatally stabbed Adela? In her woozy vision, she couldn't see her face clearly. She could only remember one word the killer had used to express how frequently she hated her. "Adela, I hate you. I wish I could kill you when we first meet". When Adela opened her eyes, it was dawn. She was astounded to learn that God had given her a second chance. Will she be successful in discovering the truth this time? Will she meet the prince this time? Will she be able to find that murderer? ***Story*** *Bind you in hellbound. *Under the sunshine. *My tempting dummy/ Uncle, love me deeper. [Weekly Targets 400 power stones= 2 bonus chapters. 600 power stones= 3 bonus chapters. 800 power stones= 4 bonus chapters. 10 Golden Tickets= 2 bonus chapters. 100 Golden Tickets= 4 bonus chapters.]

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Before Camilla could react, suddenly James lifted her hand to his lips, pressing a playful kiss upon her skin. Camilla's shock deepened, her heart pounding in her chest. She had anticipated flirtation, but she never expected him to take it to this level.

A brief silence hung between them, the weight of the moment palpable. Camilla withdrew her hand slowly, her eyes searching James's face for an explanation. There was a mix of surprise, curiosity, and uncertainty etched across her features.

"I... I didn't expect that," Camilla stammered, her voice betraying her astonishment. "What was that about, prince?"

James, his expression a mixture of intrigue and sheepishness, met her gaze. "I apologize if I've overstepped, Camilla. It was meant as a playful gesture, nothing more. I wanted to see your reaction."