Rise of the Unfavored Princess
I had thought that my life couldn't get worse when I walked in on my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend. But after a series of unfortunate events, I opened my eyes in a world that I had only read about in a webnovel, the Erudian Empire, ruled under the domineering, bloody reign of Emperor Helio. The worst part? I'm not even the main character! Reborn as Winter Royberg de la Erudian, I am the pitiful side character who is discovered to be a royal bastard princess due to a certain physical trait only the imperial bloodline possesses. But I know the end of Winter's story and the unwanted royal punching bag is framed as a witch and killed at age 16 on the guillotine due to the scheming of the cruel empress. An aloof, murder happy father? Check. Psycho half-sister? Check. Meddlesome author who wants me to follow the script? Double check! I don't want to die an early death again, so I'm determined not to ever be discovered as a royal again. But before I know it, I'm trapped in a palace of blood and opulence playing tricky games of power, games I have no clue how to win. How will I survive to adulthood in the imperial palace and get my happily ever after? And am I really the only person who fell into this world? *UPDATES 1-2 TIMES A WEEK* *1500 TO 3300 WORDS PER CHAPTER*
Ch. 127: Plot Armor
Janice lets out a shrill, piercing scream that almost competes with the griffin's ungodly screech. You would think we were the closest of friends with the way she rushed to my side, colliding into me so hard that my feet stop digging for our only source of salvation.
"What is that?!" she shrieks again.
"I already told you. It's a griffin. And it's a little bigger than I bargained for." The creature huffs a breath that rattles the nearby branches.
I'd thought it would charge for us within seconds, but something seems wrong as it keeps swiveling its head around. Is its eyesight poor?
It is incredibly obvious that a little research into these creatures might have done me a little good.
"Why do you know so much about griffins?" Julia manages to ask without taking her eyes of the bloodthirsty, rampaging beast that is still looking for us.