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Caught Between Two Worlds

All Celestine ever wanted was to be someone powerful so that she won't be looked down upon. That was what she wished on a blissful night. And that very wish made her life go downhill years later ever since she came across a sacred pendant. When an invitation lands on her lap to the most prestigious university of Adrian, nothing could stop her from going there. That is until her life gets entwined with two men, the cruellest foes of each other which she wishes to escape from. But the universe paints a different picture. On a dreary day, she falls to her near-death and finds herself in the ancient land of Vitalis. With an unintentionally committed crime to her name, she must face the justice of the place where mercy is invaluable and death is inevitable and of little value. And so her trial begins at the mercy of the tainted hands of the Masked Tyrant. Alastair Arden Waldorf. Ruthless, cold-blooded and faceless. When things turn for the worse, will she be able to return to her land and not be involved in a terrifying history? Will she save, kill or escape from the tyrant to the other two men when he shall come for her? Shall love prevail between the two or will they stick to their time to avoid an inevitable curse? ~ WARNING: Mature Content (18+) Cover Design: imagineTishaD (Webnovel) Image Credit: fromKITnoc (DeviantArt) Want to support and interact with the author? Discord: https://discord.gg/ptUDZFYcU8 Fandom: https://realmsofmagic.fandom.com/wiki/Realms_Of_Magic_Wiki Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rose.of.blues/

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~ 86: The Funeral - Part 3 ~

The nearest stable had been a mile or more from the spot where we had been dropped. The broken carriage had been left unattended with the hope that none would touch it. Even if they did, the monarch was always bound to find out, especially since he seemed to know each and every person in the palace. That is according to what he had mentioned to me during our walk.

"Milord, must you always wear the cloak when you are outside?" I asked as we trudged towards the stable that came into our view a few minutes ago.

"If I must hide the mask from my face to prove that I am from the common folk and not the king, it is the only way," he answered. "Why would the foreigner try to input this information in her head? Are you a spy as I presume?"

"I am only curious about things. Even if I was a spy, my negative answer wouldn't appease you, Sire. But to answer your question, I am not one."