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Princess Not in Distress

Ever heard of the word, "damsel in distress"? Ever wished these damsels were never in the position to be in distress? Aria is a princess from Glacier, who was drugged and taken to the neighboring Kingdom of Azalon through the notorious magical "Mirage Forest". What makes this forest so notorious? Why did the neighboring Kingdom have to resort to that devious means to get Aria? Who masterminded the whole plot to get her kidnapped? What would happen when the young King of Azalon, Zane was poisoned by none other than Aria on their first official encounter, left with no other option than to oblige due to her being in possession of the antidote. Why would King Zane suddenly develop a liking to Aria's special kind of antidote? How would these enemies turn lovers? Until then, they have no choice but to watch as Aria freely uses her advantage over them to her pleasure. She has to bend the situation to her will and her captors are in for a pleasant surprise. What to expect: • Comedic relief • Plot twists • Detailed description (to say the least) • Unforgotten side characters • You might have to play detective in some instances • Hidden antagonist who uses others to do his bidding • Friendship between rival Princesses(Yes, you saw that right) • Action • Daily updates! Do check back daily Mass release of 5 chapters once we hit the top 100 in powerstones or more. Silver Tier winner of WFP #29(Role Reversal), please do: ¶ Add to your reading list ¶ Vote ¶ Click on the heart in the book tag ¶ Drop your reviews ¶ Buy a privilege chapter for the win-win event ¶ Send your Gifts ¶ Care to participate? Join the Collection section in my auxillary chapter. WARNING: This book is in it's unedited phase until chapter 128, so please bear with the cringe worthy write up until that chapter, it is bound to get better after that!

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Camille couldn't believe the strength of this aged woman, being pulled so effortlessly only made her face burn with embarrassment.

°How old could she be? In her late 60's, early 70's?° She observed the build of Amara as her back was turned towards her as she searched frantically for something in her shelf.

There were little to no wrinkles unlike most aged people she had met, if not for the loss of color in her hair and her frail demeanor, she would have easily thought she was a woman in her 30's.

"Excuse me." Camille's voice stopped Amara's hand movements on the shelf for a moment as the woman turned around to face her.

"What is it?" She scrunched up her nose in irritation.

"I just wanted to ask if I could help with what you are searching for." Camille looked down timidly, playing with her fingers.

Amara stared at Camille for quite sometime, her lips curved upwards in a smile, then her attention fell back down on the dress, changing her mood, not one for the better.