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Rise of The Withered Flower

When the beautiful Queen of the Aritish Kingdom fell from grace, no one lend her a hand. The whole Kingdom shunned her. She was used and betrayed by her husband. She was forced to watch the massacre of her whole family with her own eyes. She was forced to commit suicide. The moment she drank a cup of poisoned wine bestowed to her by the man she used to love with all her heart, she made a vow. If she ever gets another chance, she will turn everything the other way round! Maybe the heavens pitied her; she woke up to find out that she was given a second chance in life! Now, she was determined to prevent the tragedy. Destroying all the people who wronged her in her past life became her only goal! To achieve that, she completely changed herself. "You are just a withered flower now." These were the last words she heard from the man whom she devoted herself to, but... She tried to make sure that she won't ever hear such a word again. "I will never be a withered flower again. No... I won't even be called a 'flower' again. If people were to describe me, I will make sure that 'fire' is the word they choose. Like blazing fire, I will burn and cause harm to anyone who dared to come near." She picked a sword instead of a mirror; an armor instead of beautiful clothes. In no time, she became the most famous and powerful General of the Aritish Kingdom! She was known as a cruel and emotionless General until... a powerful yet mischievous Crown Prince entered her life. He was never in her plan and it was why she called him the side-effect of her unexpected second chance! Much to the frustration of she, who was coined as a bold and sharp-tongued General; she always found herself at her wits end whenever this 'sly' Crown Prince was concerned.....

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Too Much Of A Risk

Hearing out the Commander, Vice-Captain Rewyn briefly glanced at the tattoo before he attempted to break free his hand from the Commander's grip but to no avail. Then with a smirk on her face, Eloria let go of the hand and the Black Guards immediately tied it to the chair again.

"Does this mean you already know that he is a spy?" Andry finally broke his silence as he could not hold his curiosity anymore. "And you still let him come with us?"

"Commander only noticed the tattoo on his wrist on our way to Emerido," Vicus chimed in. "She told me to keep an eye on him and I had been doing that." He slightly narrowed his eyes as he continued, "I also did that earlier but His Highness suddenly rushed forward..." His voice trailed off and he could not continue anymore. As a former Black Guard, it was evident that he felt guilty over the incident. After all, he spent so many years in training just so that he could protect the Crown Prince.