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The Redemption Of The Forgotten Heiress

WARNING: (This novel is slow burn, and may be frustrating for some readers.) Marianne Walcott is betrayed by her elder sister, and the young Duke she loves. After the duke has taken advantage of her, he promised to marry her. But to cover his misdeeds and wrongdoings, he plotted against her with her sister, Beatrice whom he is in love with. They made Marianne a betrayer of the viscount family, as her family is killed, and she is beheaded in front of many people ordered by The crown prince of the Austria. She wakes up to 6 years back, when she is still 14 and has not revealed to people that she is a girl. She is so useless like ever trash of the viscount. Even her lovely father is disappointed in her. Useless? Idiot? Trash? Because of love, she let everyone knows that she is a girl, betraying her father. But she is going to show them this time how capable she is. Although she has a very bad reputation in London, but there is a way for changes right? She's going to be the most excellent bachelor in the whole England. But something is quite not right, why is the cautioned and upright crown prince of Austria always following her around? "His highness, don't tell me you are a gay." "Nonsense! Why would I be a gay, when you are a girl?" She is really done for this time. ⚠️ THIS NOVEL IS A DELIBERATELY DRAWN OUT, WITH A LOT OF FOCUS ON CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT AND RELATIONSHIP BUILDING. ⚠️

PrixyGold_03 · 歴史
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let's save prince Frederick.

The crown prince and princess Charlotte arrived at the mysterious tavern on horseback, and come to a halt.

"Why have you brought us here again?" the crown prince asked, turning to the princess. "You ran away last time we came here. Why are we here again?"

The princess fixes him with a steady gaze. "Because I wanted to confirm something," she said. "I know who you are."

The crown prince shifted uneasily. "You do?" he asked, his mouth twitching with a smirk. "And who do you think I am?"

The princess's eyes glittered as she looked him straight in the eye. "Your Highness, Crown Prince Louis Karl Hohenzollern," she said.

The crown prince freezes, the smirk vanishing from his face. "How did you know?" he asks, his voice suddenly tense.

"I recognized you from the moment I laid eyes on you," the princess says. "No one else has your figure, your stature, or your aura. And you're the only person I know who bears the name Louis."