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A Courtyard of Roses

Gifted a candle that was said to make wishes come true, Alice Clemente burned it to find herself awake in a different world. She had wished for a life of adventure away from the city and its routine. With her wish granted, she was no longer in the 21st century and was instead lost in the middle of the Kingdom of Gladiolum, a place reminiscent of the 1800s. With luck, she soon gained connections to the rich and powerful of this new world— the nobility. However, how much of it was good and how much of it would eventually be detrimental? After all, mingling with royals not only meant extravagance and daily parties. It also meant warfare and death. Caught in the middle of the two princes and other nobles, Alice would soon have to face the battle between those two royal brothers― a fight for the throne. She had wished for adventure, after all, and she received just as such. Kept in the center of all this, would Alice be able to emerge from the rabbit hole unscathed? Or will the overwhelming troubles of love and war be too much for her to bear? *** “And what if you, too, are unable to help?” Alice threw the question back. “What if helping would risk everything?” Spade didn’t miss a beat. “You are everything.” “Don’t say things that you don’t mean,” Alice chided. “You’ll leave a trail of broken hearts.” “And would you believe me if I say that I have no intention of breaking yours?” Spade countered. “However, mine is yours to play with. Shatter it, fix it, do anything you desire. As long as it feels the warmth of your hand, I am content.” *** Image used in cover not mine.

twelvewstars · Fantasia
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119 Chs

The Second Journey

"ALICE!"

The blonde-haired girl raised her head to the sound of her name being called, only to be met with a pair of concerned blue eyes rushing by before her body collapsed backward onto the soft grass.

"Oof," she heaved, "Spade?"

The pair of arms that wrapped around her petite waist felt like they were about to suffocate her. She could hardly breathe, flailing her own hands a little as she patted the man's back. The second prince, however, didn't seem like he had any intention of letting go.

"I… I can't― I can't breathe!" she choked out, struggling.

"Where were you?" Spade asked, finally bearing to tear himself away from Alice. He pulled her up by her shoulders, his hands gripping them firmly but not painfully. If anything, Spade looked more like a child who was afraid about his new toy getting stolen. "I thought I told you to stay in the carriage!"

"I did!" Alice feebly argued.