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.
Heartless Woman
The ceremony started with the exotic Dagresh dance. The women wearing fitted red tops fitted silver belts and red full skirts twirled in the middle of the hall throwing the red cloth in their hands. Despite the elegant moves of those dancers, most of the eyes were peering at Athena and me. Lucas once in a while observed her. I too was furiously glaring at her. Still, she was so focused on the dance.
"Let the feast begin!" Lucas announced.
A tray made of wood was placed in front of everyone. Two maids wearing blue fitted tops and harem pants carried the food for each. Athena calmly thanked them. In the friction of the second, she turned towards the food, her eyes met with mine. Her eyes immediately lowered.
"Your grace, do you want pepper?" I heard the girl beside me ask.
"No," I said still looking at Athena.
"Do you want ketchup?" the other one asked.
"No!" I repeated.