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The Dethroned Monarch

A great monarch is not one without flaws, but rather they are those who recognize their shortcomings and continually refine them, turning their flaws into strengths. Such were the principles that Ysabel's mother taught her. However, the very woman had killed herself when her flaws brought her to stand before judgment. Wounded by her mother's betrayal to the crown and their people, Ysabel was stripped of her title and dethroned on the very day she was ready to confess her love to Prince Hinrik. Exiled to live the rest of her life outside the kingdom, Ysabel met a mysterious stranger who gave her a second chance to fix what had gone wrong. Accepting the offer, Ysabel found herself waking up several days before her coronation as the new Queen of Eyeris. Determined to discover the mystery behind her mother's death, Ysabel knew changes were bound to be made. No longer posing as the kind-hearted monarch, Ysabel met Prince Hinrik, the man she had fallen in love with in her previous life. Dead-set on never repeating the same mistakes, Ysabel distanced herself from the dashing Prince. Yet, how long would she be able to resist him when he was living within her reach? -- DISCLAIMER: Cover is not mine

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Ouch

"How did you know?" Ysabel asked Kian, the latter smirking as they sat on the bench hidden among the oak tree that stood close to the end of the garden. 

"Someone had to follow you or the queen might think you had run away for the rest of the evening."

Ysabel pursed her lips. 

"How thoughtful of you."

Kian shrugged. 

"I'm only looking out for a friend," he uttered, emphasizing the word 'friend' heavily. Ysabel snorted at his expression, shaking her head but also grateful for his persistence to follow her. 

Had he not been around, she would have been forced to expose her hiding spot and revealed that she was spying on the couple. 

Although in her curiosity, Ysabel would have preferred that to happen. 

Her curiosity would have been satisfied. However, was it wise to expose that she was onto them, whoever they may be?

Pursing her lips, Ysabel let out a sigh.