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Rise of The Withered Flower

When the beautiful Queen of the Aritish Kingdom fell from grace, no one lend her a hand. The whole Kingdom shunned her. She was used and betrayed by her husband. She was forced to watch the massacre of her whole family with her own eyes. She was forced to commit suicide. The moment she drank a cup of poisoned wine bestowed to her by the man she used to love with all her heart, she made a vow. If she ever gets another chance, she will turn everything the other way round! Maybe the heavens pitied her; she woke up to find out that she was given a second chance in life! Now, she was determined to prevent the tragedy. Destroying all the people who wronged her in her past life became her only goal! To achieve that, she completely changed herself. "You are just a withered flower now." These were the last words she heard from the man whom she devoted herself to, but... She tried to make sure that she won't ever hear such a word again. "I will never be a withered flower again. No... I won't even be called a 'flower' again. If people were to describe me, I will make sure that 'fire' is the word they choose. Like blazing fire, I will burn and cause harm to anyone who dared to come near." She picked a sword instead of a mirror; an armor instead of beautiful clothes. In no time, she became the most famous and powerful General of the Aritish Kingdom! She was known as a cruel and emotionless General until... a powerful yet mischievous Crown Prince entered her life. He was never in her plan and it was why she called him the side-effect of her unexpected second chance! Much to the frustration of she, who was coined as a bold and sharp-tongued General; she always found herself at her wits end whenever this 'sly' Crown Prince was concerned.....

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Too Ambitious and Goal-Oriented

Recalling what happened a while ago, Andry inwardly sighed. Not to mention that Crown Prince Hemeri seemed to really love talking about it!

"Rise."

Upon hearing the order, Andry rose to his feet and looked at the Crown Prince who appeared a bit more serious than before. He waited as he could tell that the Crown Prince had something to say.

"It's the first time today," Hemeri finally said after a moment of silence. "Even if the same thing were to happen, you are not to repeat what you did today."

"But Your Highness -"

"I don't want a second time," Hemeri firmly interrupted. "Is that clear, Andry?"

Once again, Andry recalled that dagger and the trickle of blood.

Would he really be able to stand still if such a scene were to unfold before him again? He didn't think so. Even at the moment, it wasn't easy for him to look at the small wound on the Crown Prince's throat!