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The Villain Who Fell In Love

WARNING some chapters may trigger the reader. Emelia Beaumont first princess of the Redodel Empire and known as the Empire's flower. But soon her name was tarnished as the Empire fell onto the hands of the Vivian Empire. The two empires have been fighting for six years however victory reigned on the Vivan Empire, giving them access and power against the Redodel Empire. "I am not someone who would be a use to you," The platinum blonde girl coldly said to the black-haired guy who didn't seem to be fizzled by her words. Instead, it pinned his interest in her. "Are you sure? Because sooner or later you'll fall in love with me," The black-haired man answered with a sarcastic smile. "Fall in love? My frozen heart won't melt for you," She sneered as the two guards that pushed her down to the floor forced her to lower her head. "Then let's play a game, shall we? If you lose you are mine." Emelia laughed pathetically then answered, "No matter what challenge you bring to me I will overcome it." The black-haired man is named, Elliot Lucius Renaud. The current and youngest emperor of the Vivan Empire. Who fell in love with the princess of the Redodel Empire. The platinum blonde girl is named, Emelia Louis Beaumont the princess of the fallen empire. Who eventually fell in love with the Vivan Empire's emperor, Elliot. Is it fate or coincidence that brought them together? ======================================== Cover Art commissioned from: @laylee_hiu Join my server: https://discord.gg/SSvspaDbB2 NOTE: EDITING WILL COME ONCE THE BOOK IS COMPLETED NO STEALING OF THE ART. IT BELONGS TO ME

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The Feast III

Everyone present in the grand hall took their seats once the head priest asked them to do so. Not knowing what would happen, Emelia couldn't help but look around the place, suspecting every priest present.

The head priest stood, lowers his golden goblet onto the table, and said a few more words before taking his seat. From its name, it is just a normal feast. Nothing suspicious around the hall, just a few paladins guarding the doors. 

Never did she knew that the feast was nothing special. Just an hour of preaching, then servants entering the hall to serve the meal. 

Emelia slightly leaned towards Elliot and asked, "That's it? Nothing more?" 

"Nothing more. This is how it always goes," Elliot whispers to Emelia. 

It's not what she expected at all. Emelia thought the feast would be more extravagant. Then what's the point of showing off his golden throne and expensive utensils? Everything went normal, but then she had a feeling it isn't.