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

A mass search in the Empire has started for the Crown Princess's killer.

I was slightly relieved now that everyone's attention was on the fictitious murderer and not on the runaway princess aka me. But at the very same time, a deep unease had creeped up over me and I couldn't help cautiously inspecting my surroundings before I entered a room. Any room

"Did Rainy boy say he was coming by today?" Mama Ruth asked as stroked her rat who I'd grown quite fond of. He was either mostly asleep or just ate a lot and fell asleep after.

His only human contact came when Mama Ruth picked him up for a stroking session everyday between morning to evening.

I rubbed my fingers across the patterned carpet. "I don't know. 7 days have gone by since I came here and I haven't heard from him since."

Mama nodded as she scratched her chin.

"I wonder what's wrong with the lad," she muttered as she stared into space.

Mama Chews the Fat