No Romance, Please
Fate or accident? I don't know what it was. It played a cruel trick in my life and one day, I was not living anymore. I died! I got transmigrated into my favourite novel, ‘Romance, Please’! (Ok, I agree that it's not a good title but still, I used to love this story.) In the book universe, I pretended to be a princess, started to live in the palace, and even got my very own platinum tiara. I lived much better than in my previous life. But I had to pay the price... The book I loved the most wanted me dead, just for the sake of another character’s development. I had to die in two years, again for the story to progress. Should I wait and watch for the plot to kill me? That's not me! I just chose to rewrite the novel from scratch, together with the villain. Fates started to change. I was made into a queen, the sole ruler of my kingdom. Then again, I had to pay the price. This time it was to sacrifice my love. Plot twist, No Romance, Please, cause it's injurious to health. ************************************************************ Warning: This is a twisted, erratic, nonsensical romance book.
Drunken Blabber
That night turned into an uneventful one since Athena left the dining hall. I was left alone with a bunch of drunken men, including Alastair. Alastair seemed to be the one to drink more than half of the jar provided. Soon, the soldiers who had been properly sitting silently rose their voices to prove they were also a part of the party. Within just a few minutes, they had started to wander in the dining hall, here and there, shouting, dancing, throwing things, and at times fighting. Most of the ceramics placed of high quality have been smashed already. From Alastairsrather excited reaction, I could say it was a normal occurrence. I sat there sipping whatever was given to me and at times dodging the things thrown at me.