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Rise of The Withered Flower

When the beautiful Queen of the Aritish Kingdom fell from grace, no one lend her a hand. The whole Kingdom shunned her. She was used and betrayed by her husband. She was forced to watch the massacre of her whole family with her own eyes. She was forced to commit suicide. The moment she drank a cup of poisoned wine bestowed to her by the man she used to love with all her heart, she made a vow. If she ever gets another chance, she will turn everything the other way round! Maybe the heavens pitied her; she woke up to find out that she was given a second chance in life! Now, she was determined to prevent the tragedy. Destroying all the people who wronged her in her past life became her only goal! To achieve that, she completely changed herself. "You are just a withered flower now." These were the last words she heard from the man whom she devoted herself to, but... She tried to make sure that she won't ever hear such a word again. "I will never be a withered flower again. No... I won't even be called a 'flower' again. If people were to describe me, I will make sure that 'fire' is the word they choose. Like blazing fire, I will burn and cause harm to anyone who dared to come near." She picked a sword instead of a mirror; an armor instead of beautiful clothes. In no time, she became the most famous and powerful General of the Aritish Kingdom! She was known as a cruel and emotionless General until... a powerful yet mischievous Crown Prince entered her life. He was never in her plan and it was why she called him the side-effect of her unexpected second chance! Much to the frustration of she, who was coined as a bold and sharp-tongued General; she always found herself at her wits end whenever this 'sly' Crown Prince was concerned.....

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150 Chs

Pleasantly Surprising

"You look very mature for your age, Commander Eloria," Empress Aleida pointed out after a long silence. With a little smile, she asked, "Is there a secret behind it?"

The thought of how the Empress was just like her son was quite amusing to Eloria Camer but she did not show it. Instead, she responded by saying, "I started spending time in the camp and went to the battlefield when I was 13, Your Majesty. Being trained in the harshest and toughest way possible, I was exposed to such a world when I was very young." She deliberately paused before she said, "I believe that experience is what forced a person to mature, and not age."

The Emerido Empress nodded her head in understanding. "You are right. In that case... you are quite similar to my son."

Eloria Camer hated the instant curiosity she felt when she heard the Empress remark.