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No Romance, Please

Fate or accident? I don't know what it was. It played a cruel trick in my life and one day, I was not living anymore. I died! I got transmigrated into my favourite novel, ‘Romance, Please’! (Ok, I agree that it's not a good title but still, I used to love this story.) In the book universe, I pretended to be a princess, started to live in the palace, and even got my very own platinum tiara. I lived much better than in my previous life. But I had to pay the price... The book I loved the most wanted me dead, just for the sake of another character’s development. I had to die in two years, again for the story to progress. Should I wait and watch for the plot to kill me? That's not me! I just chose to rewrite the novel from scratch, together with the villain. Fates started to change. I was made into a queen, the sole ruler of my kingdom. Then again, I had to pay the price. This time it was to sacrifice my love. Plot twist, No Romance, Please, cause it's injurious to health. ************************************************************ Warning: This is a twisted, erratic, nonsensical romance book.

DyaAran · Fantasie
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Jealousy

From that day onwards until when she was blamed for plotting against him, I had considered her my friend. My true friend... My only friend...

I had been working to bring Victor and Her Highness together more than I spent with Flora as Alastair. I was trying to lessen the burdens she was bearing as the princess. 

I knew the whole time that she loved him greatly, like no other people. He was her everything. I knew it from the very beginning. Even when I tried to cheer her up for the past two years in the barracks, she wouldn't unless I mentioned his name. I knew it all. Still, for some reason, they together didn't feel right. 

Like the king feared, Victor was her weakness. Her only weakness...

This day when I had to duel him on the ground, in front of all those people, I originally wanted to let him win. I wanted to... I didn't care about those thousand eyes and the way they'll degrade the looser.