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The Princess of Blood and Time

Verinia Hellfryne has had to do many things to get her way. She’s scheming, manipulative and ruthless! But how could anyone suspect their benevolent First Princess, who has taken on the burden of a substitute queen and raised her three siblings since she was eight years old? It’s unfathomable! But then, when her father brings to the palace his illegitimate son and the son’s mother, she meets her match! How can she face a woman who is as scheming and vicious as she is? How can she prevent her father from giving the throne to his bastard son instead of the legitimate heir? Verinia knows that she must fight to get what she wants, but an unforeseen scheme from the wicked concubine brings a new variable to distort her problems! “You’re a wicked woman, Your Sovereign Highness. Fortunately, I don’t like to play clean.” All her life, Verinia has vowed not to be swayed by men, but this scoundrel is just too smooth! “I’m a married woman!” He smiled. “I’m the prince’s proxy in this wedding. Treat me as such until he returns!” Secrets and schemes, blood and power turn into one big blur to distract from a chilling evil that lurks under the surface. An evil that could destroy the world. (Mass release every weekend! Follow me on Instagram for art, sneak peeks, polls and more! Instagram: @sugary.winter)

SugaryWinter · Fantasi
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Siccrem, Day 20 (6)

"Don't think too much." The child Princess laughed. "Regret would not change your actions on that day." 

"But—" The First Princess took a deep breath. "But I would try." 

She had to try. She had to be better than that. 

She had to be good and kind. She had to be pure, virtuous, and magnanimous. 

Not a killer. She could not be like the demons who stayed without thought, and only concerned themselves with the death of their victims. 

"It's too late." 

Verinia found herself on her back, with her hands tied above her head with thick, coarse rope. She was back to that day on the ship. Back to the moment that had changed her without knowing it.

She felt horrified to recognise her surroundings. She had never thought that she would see this room ever again.

The door opened, and Prince Staljen entered the room with his nefarious plans. Every step he took felt like the strike of an executioner's axe on her neck. It made her fingers tremble.