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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*

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Ch. 96: Ocean's Two

A heist, not to break out a prisoner, but simply to break in and speak to one. I think Julian and I will deserve a medal after all of this.

I smile on occasion from where I sit, stir my cold soup with a spoon, and people watch as Julian and I await our chance. The plan is a simple heist in reverse, meant to take place in the early morning hours when the staff prepare for us to hit the road. They wake before the rest of us, feed the horses, ready the saddles and carriages, and most importantly, the staff bring the transmigrated weaponsmith back out from the Belfort Castle dungeon to his personal cell with wheels.

However, when the staff bring the weaponsmith back from the dungeon, we will break into his cell and have a short "conversation" with him. The guards, courtesy of Julian's arrangements, have received conflicting schedules, allowing for a 5-minute lapse where there won't be a soul guarding the wooden contraption. And that is when we will strike.