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How The Princess Rewrote Her Tragic Ending

[ILLUSTRATIONS INCLUDED: Chapters with illustrations are marked with the '*' symbol!] >Short Excerpt: She brought her face up close to mine, only leaving an inch or two to spare. My eyes widened as I got an up close view of her iced ones. My, they were absolutely gorgeous. Your Highness, you know, don't you? I furrowed my eyebrows, suddenly uncomfortable in her presence. "You know, right?" she repeated, holding my gaze. "You are aware of the tragedy that is yet to befall you, aren't you? In a year's time, you'll be dead. You'll die, do you get that? You'll be sacrificed to your ancestors’ so-called 'God'." ———–⬇SYNOPSIS⬇——————– When average highschooler, Seonhee Lim gets thrown into the world of her best (and only) friend's favorite novel, "The Blessing Of Wisteria", she finds herself in a very threatening situation. She doesn't recall a thing about the contents of the novel, but what she does remember is that the role she possessed right now, the one which belonged to Crown Princess, Cynthia Amaryll Klaern, won’t stay around for long. Filled with thrill, mystery and drama, will Seonhee find a way to prevent her imminent death or will she find a way out of it with the help of someone special? ________________________________________ Discord: Suoshi#8929 CHECK OUT MY SECOND NOVEL: GHOST DETECTIVE: Li Xiajun (Cover taken from Pinterest!)

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Changing back into a comfortable dress and tying her hair elegantly in a bun at the back of her neck, Yvonne headed to the infirmary to check up on Enya's recovery. 

Her heels tapped on the marble floors as she approached the large double doors marked 'The Infirmary'. Even before she had put a hand over the smooth brass handles, she knew something was going on inside. 

"Is that screaming I hear?" Yvonne whispered as she pulled open the doors and dashed inside to check up. Indeed, an unmistakable noise of screaming and scuffling penetrated the calm air inside the infirmary, and as Yvonne pulled aside the thick red curtain, a gasp escaped her pink-stained lips.

"What is going on in here?" she cried, witnessing a maid trying to pull a hysterical Elora off of Enya, who was screaming in pain as Elora's long nails dug into her skin.