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Rise of The Withered Flower

When the beautiful Queen of the Aritish Kingdom fell from grace, no one lend her a hand. The whole Kingdom shunned her. She was used and betrayed by her husband. She was forced to watch the massacre of her whole family with her own eyes. She was forced to commit suicide. The moment she drank a cup of poisoned wine bestowed to her by the man she used to love with all her heart, she made a vow. If she ever gets another chance, she will turn everything the other way round! Maybe the heavens pitied her; she woke up to find out that she was given a second chance in life! Now, she was determined to prevent the tragedy. Destroying all the people who wronged her in her past life became her only goal! To achieve that, she completely changed herself. "You are just a withered flower now." These were the last words she heard from the man whom she devoted herself to, but... She tried to make sure that she won't ever hear such a word again. "I will never be a withered flower again. No... I won't even be called a 'flower' again. If people were to describe me, I will make sure that 'fire' is the word they choose. Like blazing fire, I will burn and cause harm to anyone who dared to come near." She picked a sword instead of a mirror; an armor instead of beautiful clothes. In no time, she became the most famous and powerful General of the Aritish Kingdom! She was known as a cruel and emotionless General until... a powerful yet mischievous Crown Prince entered her life. He was never in her plan and it was why she called him the side-effect of her unexpected second chance! Much to the frustration of she, who was coined as a bold and sharp-tongued General; she always found herself at her wits end whenever this 'sly' Crown Prince was concerned.....

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Silence occupied Crown Prince Owine's chamber following Lady Vanora's unexpected response. As the Lady's words were too surprising to him, Owine Varence ended up staring at the former instead of speaking up. However, his gaze was quite observing.

After what seemed to be forever, the Crown Prince rose from his seat and approached Vanora Asral who was calmly exchanging his gaze all the while. "This is not like you at all," he said when he stood right in front of her. "Why are you being like this?"

Lady Vanora narrowed her eyes and said nothing, much more like she refused to. This made the usually patient Crown Prince lose his patience quickly.

"Answer me," he demanded yet tried his best to not raise his voice. He waited again and indeed heard her voice this time, but it was not the response he had waited for.

"Can you promise me one thing?" Vanora Asral asked him instead and continued, "If I manage to cure you, can you grant me a wish?"