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

[Back at the Palace]

"We're trying our best, Your Majesty," replied Sir Gradral as he bowed solemnly.

The Emperor threw on the table the parchment from which he had been reading from. It had been two days since the princess's disappearance and there was still no trace of her. It had started to worry him to the point he couldn't concentrate on his work.

"Alright." He dismissed Sir Gradral with a wave of his hand. "Tell somebody to call for Odette; there's something I need to talk to her about."

Sir Gradral bowed once again. "Eternal blessings upon the Empire of Wisteria."

Once the Emperor was finally alone, he leaned back in his large wingback chair and held onto his forehead. Oh, how he wished the princess would show up herself so he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble because of her.

To Be Floored