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The Vengeful Empress

She was only one step from being the future Crown Princess until she lost everything. Bellrose was a talented woman- gifted with tactful performing art. As the daughter of a dancer and a powerful Duke- her reputation was somewhat in between. Not only being an airheaded, stubborn naive girl- she was the villainess. As always, the villainess is gifted with the power of hated love. The one who dares to steal the Prince Charming away from Cinderella. The naive, stubborn- airheaded villainess. Using her powers, she was banished by the only man she had loved. Staked at death, Bellrose travels back time. This time... she will take revenge. She will start another new adventure. Making allies, and new enemies. She also wants another chance to find her true love. The one who will only love her back. Travel will Bellrose as she discovers and unravels another world to take revenge and find pure romance.

Tanisha_Mazumder_4401 · Fantasia
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Investigating the secrets that ruin through my veins(1)

"My Rose, you really don't like him?" My father asked me questioningly as we sat face to face from each other.

I bit my lips furiously. Like him? I would rather be dragged to pits of hell than to fall in love with that spiteful little bastard of the Crown Prince!

I hated myself for chasing trash. Though I hated myself more that I could still forgive him.

Why? Why do I love that bastard? I wanted to cry. I wasted my life for him.

Not only that... He hurt my father for a Homewrecker!

"Father. I don't just not like him- I am disgusted..." I say angrily.

"But this letter-" My father says as he shows me an envelop that has the Royal Seal on it. My face paled when I realized that it was the letter to hell.

"That letter- is the root of hell," I mumble under my breath; my father gives me a sad smile as he patted my head.

"My Rose, if you don't want to go then-"

I gulped. I knew how much my father was loyal to the Royal Throne. He would devote the Royal Throne to heart. But it was this Royal Throne who has taken his life.

I felt angry that some Cheating Trash that I have been after for years would actually take the lives of the Innocent for some scheming annoying Homewrecker.

I felt the anger rise up to my nostrils. No, I definitely wanted revenge. I will go to the Party. I will make sure everyone who touched my father will pay the price.

"Never mind father, I will go," I say changing my face.

***

I was walking in the Crest Household Garden. Admiring the flowers that bloomed in the spring. My nursery maid was following me with a bright smile on her face.

"What is it?" I asked Lilla.

"Nothing My Lady," She says as she continues smiling.

"Hmm. Can I ask you something?" I ask her. Lilla doesn't suspect anything which I was going to ask her.

"What is it?" She asks me with a quizzical face.

"Did you know of my mother?" I ask her faintly. Almost whispering in her ears. Lilla pales as she quickly bows frantically.

"I am sorry My Lady! Waaah~ I don't know anything... I can only give you rumors!" Lilla frantically. My eyebrows quirked up.

"Tell me,"

"Not much~ You should ask the HeadMaid!"

"You don't have to sound so desperately apologetic. Swipe that for a mature tone, the only one who should begging is that..." I stopped myself from uttering that man's name. It's truly a curse to even remember!

"Okay!" Lilla said as she switched her pleading look into a confident one.

***

"Ms. Head-Maid," I ask a middle-aged woman with a black bun; The Head Maid jumps up when she realizes me standing there.

"Ah! Miss Lady!" She cries when she sees me with a surprised look.

From rumors alone, I knew that Head Maid was one of the oldest members serving this household. In my previous life, I barely even respected her. And I here I am fretting over my mistakes.

"No need to be surprised, I am here to ask you about something," I say.

She looks like she is about to die in embarrassment.

"Whatever you say, what do you need?"

"I am here to gather information about my mother," I ask. The Head Maid stiffened.

"Lady Angelina?" she asked whispering.

I felt stupid for not knowing my own mother's name.

I nodded at her, "Yes,"

"Are you sure about this?" The Head Maid asked as she leaned into me. I gulped. Why did it feel like a criminal investigation instead?

"She is my mother," I say with an indifferent tone.

"Come here," Head Maid said as she called me over to another room in the Library. I nodded and followed her.

"..."