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The Dethroned Monarch

A great monarch is not one without flaws, but rather they are those who recognize their shortcomings and continually refine them, turning their flaws into strengths. Such were the principles that Ysabel's mother taught her. However, the very woman had killed herself when her flaws brought her to stand before judgment. Wounded by her mother's betrayal to the crown and their people, Ysabel was stripped of her title and dethroned on the very day she was ready to confess her love to Prince Hinrik. Exiled to live the rest of her life outside the kingdom, Ysabel met a mysterious stranger who gave her a second chance to fix what had gone wrong. Accepting the offer, Ysabel found herself waking up several days before her coronation as the new Queen of Eyeris. Determined to discover the mystery behind her mother's death, Ysabel knew changes were bound to be made. No longer posing as the kind-hearted monarch, Ysabel met Prince Hinrik, the man she had fallen in love with in her previous life. Dead-set on never repeating the same mistakes, Ysabel distanced herself from the dashing Prince. Yet, how long would she be able to resist him when he was living within her reach? -- DISCLAIMER: Cover is not mine

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"No one is you. That is your power."

-Unknown

There was chaos in the palace. Queen Ercel stayed with King Baltimore while the physicians tended to him. 

On the other hand, Ysabel was instructed to be in her bed chamber. But she couldn't stay there. Her thoughts were on her father and the person behind it. 

Now that she was able to think more clearly, the young monarch was sure that whoever harmed the king, someone in the palace, was involved. However, how will she filter each of them among the many people inside?

Standing outside her father's room with blood on her hands and clothes, Ysabel looked scarier than mournful. The servants that passed by didn't dare utter a word as they passed by her. 

Ysabel didn't care at the moment. She was more concerned about finding who was involved in what happened to the king.