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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 · Fantasía
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Turn of Fate

I sat by the Elsyean pond letting the cold breeze calm me. After a few minutes, I put aside the confusion in my head. I returned to the tree where the Astrana troop was still remaining. I couldn't conclude that I should trust her again cause I was afraid to be seen as a fool.

Darth trotted his way towards the crowd. The Astrana soldiers had already mounted on their horses ready for the long journey. As a frequent traveller between the two nations in the past, I knew exactly how long this journey would take. On a sunny week like this, it would take six days to reach the Astrana border. From there, it would take another eight days to reach the capital. But this time, the troop were not moving towards the capital. They had to reach the nearest army base at the Astra - Letresh border. So it would be a journey of eight days.

Calculating the time and distance concerned me since I was worried if she could handle this tough journey. But she didn't look bothered. Not at all.