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"You can't do it." They all said, glaring down at her. "Why? I want to write a book." She said, wilting under their cold stares. "Just look at how you've fallen. How are you even going to write a book? This is all your fault." they chorused. Indeed, Seanae was sprawled on the icy cobblestones. Her scraped knees were bleeding waves of crimson. "B-but you're the ones who pushed me." She whimpered. Suddenly, they all went dead quiet. Seanae looked down, embarrassed. "You can't do it." They repeated. "You can't even pick yourself up." But she did. Slowly, she dusted off her knees and limped into a standing position. "You're wrong. I can do it, and I will," she told them. And with that, "English Rose" was published. ~~~~ Pls help dis rando author ;-; I have dirt bank account and dirt writing skills but gold imagination ~~~~ Please give me viewssssss art release every 5k *read till at least the second chapter before you decide to ditch it pls* - EVERY WEEKDAY (daily updates monday-friday and maybe on the weekends too?) I HAVE A CHANNEL NOW !!! https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCR6DjAK9vpn_EeDtn4Wr2mw NOT MY ART I USE DIS GENERATOR --> https://perchance.org/ai-photo-generator ART RELEASE : (I got 5k views so here it is) https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gb2oLOrgMFH0WBXGh6GGutvv6uSdddlS-bMXpV-Wmpg/edit

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FINALE - I AM THE AUTHOR

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

With that, Eden finally lost her tiny amount of patience. She lunged at the emperor with her sword, which was easily blocked and flung off to the side. In a few moments, there was a familiar piece of metal at her neck. Eden frowned. It wasn't supposed to end so soon. She wouldn't let it.

"Dear, you should have gotten rid of me first. Poison would have done it." The emperor sighed and then started rambling about different types of poisons. What the heck? Eden's hand silently fumbled down to her shoes, hastily undoing shoe buckles. Once the high heel was safe in her palm, she smiled. "Father, instead of poison, I think this will do the trick as well." And with that, the emperor was smacked in the head with a high heel. His head snapped back with a mortifying crack, and Eden tried not to gag. Another high heel and the emperor staggered back as he clutched his nose, which had been broken mercilessly with the fashion accessory. Eden scrambled to grab her sword, and, in one fluid motion, picked it up to plunge it through the emperor's neck. Blood splattered the soft velvet of the throne as Eden smiled in victory. Wiping the ratface's blood off of her precious throne, she sat down and crossed her legs, taking up a graceful position, one hand still on the hilt of her sword. As guards rushed in, they took in the scene. This was an empire built on hereditary succession, after all, and those successes did not always end peacefully. Eden wasn't the first person who had been killed to get her spot. Instantly, the guards all sank to one knee.

"All hail the new empress of the Ruthim Empire."

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