Suoshi

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>Short Excerpt:
She brought her face up close to mine, only leaving an inch or two to spare.

My eyes widened as I got an up close view of her iced ones. My, they were absolutely gorgeous.

Your Highness, you know, don't you?

I furrowed my eyebrows, suddenly uncomfortable in her presence.

"You know, right?" she repeated, holding my gaze. "You are aware of the tragedy that is yet to befall you, aren't you?

In a year's time, you'll be dead. You'll die, do you get that? You'll be sacrificed to your ancestors’ so-called 'God'."

———–⬇SYNOPSIS⬇——————–

When average highschooler, Seonhee Lim gets thrown into the world of her best (and only) friend's favorite novel, "The Blessing Of Wisteria", she finds herself in a very threatening situation.
She doesn't recall a thing about the contents of the novel, but what she does remember is that the role she possessed right now, the one which belonged to Crown Princess, Cynthia Amaryll Klaern, won’t stay around for long.
Filled with thrill, mystery and drama, will Seonhee find a way to prevent her imminent death or will she find a way out of it with the help of someone special?
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How The Princess Rewrote Her Tragic Ending

"Are you crazy!?" I shrieked as I leaped forward, getting a hold of his injured arm. "Why the hell would you do that?"

"To test your abilities," he said as he gave me a sidelong glance. "Don't worry for I can tolerate this much pain. Now try to heal this."

"What?" I asked incredulously. "How do you want me to do that? On command?"

He sighed. "Just focus all your strength towards this one cut. And...release it!"

I gave him a look that implied he was crazy.

"Try it!" he urged, thrusting his arm forward.

"Reynard, you're giving me a hard time believing that you're sane," I hissed worriedly as I watched the blood drip down his arm onto my skirt.

I knew what he wanted me to do. I knew it very well...but I hadn't any idea how to do it. Shifting my weight from one leg to another, I cleared my throat and hesitantly focused on the bleeding.

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