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Villainess Trains Her Assassin

[World: the 19th century] [Theme: Reincarnation and Royal Love] The daughter of the Duke, Adela Virginia, who was born with incredible magical power, tragically died once. Her last memory was of using her magic to destroy the royal family. She was so vengeful that she tamed monsters with her extreme power. Her actions wrecked everything. But, in the end, she discovered she was being exploited by the first prince, whom she had never seen. The prince, who was he? If she helped the prince, why was she killed? Who was the girl who fatally stabbed Adela? In her woozy vision, she couldn't see her face clearly. She could only remember one word the killer had used to express how frequently she hated her. "Adela, I hate you. I wish I could kill you when we first meet". When Adela opened her eyes, it was dawn. She was astounded to learn that God had given her a second chance. Will she be successful in discovering the truth this time? Will she meet the prince this time? Will she be able to find that murderer? ***Story*** *Bind you in hellbound. *Under the sunshine. *My tempting dummy/ Uncle, love me deeper. [Weekly Targets 400 power stones= 2 bonus chapters. 600 power stones= 3 bonus chapters. 800 power stones= 4 bonus chapters. 10 Golden Tickets= 2 bonus chapters. 100 Golden Tickets= 4 bonus chapters.]

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Camilla, do you have a moment?

Camilla and Francis stood in front of the assembled guests, their engagement celebrated with applause and well-wishing words. The efforts of Adela and Richard to prevent the union had been in vain. A heavy cloud of apprehension and unspoken words hung between Camilla and Francis as they exchanged a ceremonial ring, and applause erupted around them.

Despite the outward show of happiness, neither of them could shake the palpable tension that gripped their hearts. Francis seized a moment during the clapping to lean in and whisper to Camilla, "Camilla, do you have a moment? I want to talk to you."

Camilla barely looked at him, her face devoid of emotion, as she replied, "Okay."

With a nod, they silently walked away from the jubilant crowd. The setting sun cast long shadows, adding an air of melancholy to their already tense encounter. The distant laughter and chatter of the celebration contrasted sharply with the gravity of the moment.