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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.

DyaAran · Kỳ huyễn
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Mother

The next morning, Nilo woke me up early in the morning. My head ached and I was having a hangover.

"Your grace, two soldiers are waiting for you downstairs. That halfwit also there."

"Who? Mason?" I groggily replied as I put my legs down on the bed. 

"Yes. He says you've agreed to leave with Her Highness," Nilo spoke as he opened the window and peeked at me.

I sighed. I remembered everything from the night before clearly. So there wasn't much for me to reply to.

"Can I follow you too?" he looked at me expectantly. Nilo was an orphan who had been staying with me till he is twelve. He had this habit of following from back then. He followed in my path and joined the spy network. When I was assigned the risky mission in Astrana, he followed me there as well.

"If you want to," I said as I got off the bed. He faintly smiled. I opened the cupboard and pulled out a few of my tunics and trousers. "I'll go pack my stuff as well," Nilo turned around.