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Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

What do you think would happen when a mean and cranky bitch was suddenly thrown into a new world with no fault of her own? At least that is what she chose to believe. A new world where she would be dubbed as a “Villainess". The hardest to impress and scariest judge on the national talent search show, ‘The Dreamer’ had now transmigrated to an old historical world.  One with no internet, no cell phone and worst of all no women's rights!  A strong-willed woman who had an opinion about everything was now stuck in a land where her thoughts did not matter. Not only did she have to live her new life, adapting and mending her ways to survive in this world but also she had to do it in the body of a mere child? ------ "You think that by dropping me in this backward ass world, I'm going to approve of your work?" A young Yvonne yelled as she stared at the bright morning sky. "Dream on!" She flipped her middle finger and walked away with her head held high. The God watching her from high up in the sky almost puked blood when he saw her disrespectful actions. 'Looks like my punishment wasn't enough!' He growled causing the clouds to darken and thunder to rumble in the skies. ____ Years later, "Just be a good girl and follow everything he says. You will belong to him after all." Said the woman who sat by her side, gently caressing her hands.  'What did this lady just say? Hmph... Yvonne St. Claire belongs to no one!'  Though her thoughts were rebellious, she still submissively nodded her head in agreement.  'Let's see who will belong to whom!' Yvonne lowered her head to hide the sparks of fury in her eyes. --- Come, witness Yvonne’s journey as she strives hard to dodge the obstacles that stand in her way of leading a normal and peaceful life. But will she be able to succeed when the heavens, particularly a certain God has different plans for her?

ObsidianOrbs · Fantasia
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The Steward's Plea For Help

In the Throne room, the atmosphere was chilling as a ferocious father glared daggers at the door of the secret pathway that the King had used to take his daughter away.

The secret pathway was exposed, making it easy for Rutherford St. Claire to follow the pair but sadly, the door wouldn't budge even after he tried his best to force it open.

"You have to stand down, Earl." The Royal Steward begged the man to stop lest he damaged the Palace property.

Only those with royal blood coursing through their veins and know the location of these secret pathways could access it.

Thus, the Steward was trying his best to stop Earl St. Claire from forcing his way in.

However, no words were going through to the man who was livid and raging at what had taken place.

How could Rutherford be alright when the King had practically stolen his child and ran away with her?