Rise of the Unfavored Princess
I had thought that my life couldn't get worse when I walked in on my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend. But after a series of unfortunate events, I opened my eyes in a world that I had only read about in a webnovel, the Erudian Empire, ruled under the domineering, bloody reign of Emperor Helio. The worst part? I'm not even the main character! Reborn as Winter Royberg de la Erudian, I am the pitiful side character who is discovered to be a royal bastard princess due to a certain physical trait only the imperial bloodline possesses. But I know the end of Winter's story and the unwanted royal punching bag is framed as a witch and killed at age 16 on the guillotine due to the scheming of the cruel empress. An aloof, murder happy father? Check. Psycho half-sister? Check. Meddlesome author who wants me to follow the script? Double check! I don't want to die an early death again, so I'm determined not to ever be discovered as a royal again. But before I know it, I'm trapped in a palace of blood and opulence playing tricky games of power, games I have no clue how to win. How will I survive to adulthood in the imperial palace and get my happily ever after? And am I really the only person who fell into this world? *UPDATES 1-2 TIMES A WEEK* *1500 TO 3300 WORDS PER CHAPTER*
Ch. 213: Pinky Promise
At first, they had feared it was the work of assassins. For those who weren't awoken from the shouting, the pounding feet of thousands of guards flooding the castle halls would have done the trick. All were present and scrambling about the castle grounds except for one – Crown Prince Copernicus. He only arose in the morning and leaned on his cane with a perplexed look as the details were presented to him.
The so-called assassination attempt was instantly viewed as unusual. A would be assassin would do their best to kill their slumbering victim, not run off with a single finger. Not to mention, there was a far more appealing target under the same roof, the hobbling king-to-be who also would have been an easier target. Only a rare few understood the intent of cutting off Lucius' finger and one of them was the king, who had flown into a blistering rage when he was informed.