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The Villain's Dead Wife

As a kid, Grandma's stories were all about a lovesick maid and a prince, thwarted by a villain who never quit. But here I am, waking up in a princess gown that weighs a ton, with flaming red hair and eyes like bling-bling. Seriously, universe? Turns out, I'm Meredia Seraphine Valtoria, the forgettable princess of Dukedom Saltorra. The punchline? I'm already dead in this story, a ghostly cameo before it even starts! Thanks, fate. But no more Miss Nice Princess. Royalty? Nah. Impending doom? Not my scene. With the finesse of a startled squirrel, I'm hightailing it-from that pesky villain and this ridiculous plotline.

Flower_Ashesh · Fantasie
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65 Chs

Unseen Boundaries

Kairan's Pov

I saw her sway, her eyes fluttering shut as her body gave out. Instinct kicked in, and I lunged forward just in time to catch her before she hit the ground. Her body was alarmingly cold, and the dampness of her clothes seeped through mine, sending a shiver up my spine. Her face, usually so vibrant and full of life, was now pale and ghostly, her lips tinged with blue.

Damn it, Meredia... I muttered under my breath, pulling her closer to my chest. She was barely conscious, her breathing shallow.

I needed to get her warm, fast. Scanning our surroundings, I spotted a small, abandoned cottage not far from where we stood. It would have to do.