No Romance, Please
Fate or accident? I don't know what it was. It played a cruel trick in my life and one day, I was not living anymore. I died! I got transmigrated into my favourite novel, ‘Romance, Please’! (Ok, I agree that it's not a good title but still, I used to love this story.) In the book universe, I pretended to be a princess, started to live in the palace, and even got my very own platinum tiara. I lived much better than in my previous life. But I had to pay the price... The book I loved the most wanted me dead, just for the sake of another character’s development. I had to die in two years, again for the story to progress. Should I wait and watch for the plot to kill me? That's not me! I just chose to rewrite the novel from scratch, together with the villain. Fates started to change. I was made into a queen, the sole ruler of my kingdom. Then again, I had to pay the price. This time it was to sacrifice my love. Plot twist, No Romance, Please, cause it's injurious to health. ************************************************************ Warning: This is a twisted, erratic, nonsensical romance book.
Massive Revelation
It was obvious that Alastair knew I was hostile towards him. He didn't seem to be very fond of me either. His request rather seemed like a willful start of a conflict. He did neither try to be respectful nor nice. It made me relax. I didn't have to pretend to respect him either.
"We need to talk, Your Grace," he cocked his head to a side. His filler words didn't fail to annoy me. But more than an annoyance, they brought uncertainty to my mind.
We didn't have anything in common to talk about. I didn't want to discuss Athena with him. It made me uneasy. I passed over. "I'm not interested in talking with you," I declared.
"It's about Her Highness. Still not interested?" he carelessly pointed to Athena with his chin then raised one of his brows. I halted on my track. I didn't like that triumphant smile on his face. Still, I had to bear with it since it was about her.