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

It's like I was in a 'Choose Your Story' game where we have to pick between options A and B for the game to continue. It felt exactly like that.

One route leads to the desired procession, the right path, the happy ending. And the other option… It could ruin everything.

Carefully, I contemplated my choices, Sven's eager eyes distracting me every moment or so. Finally, I decided to tell him the truth, well... the half truth.

"You were right about me being an only child," I nodded. "I'm also Reynard's good accompli- I mean, friend! And well...I guess calling me a person who's got nowhere to stay is right."

He nodded, the eager shine disappearing from his eyes. Just when I thought I had played it safe, he said:

"It's alright if you don't want to tell me now," he muttered, looking straight into my emerald eyes. "After all, I've lived here most of my life. I'm bound to be curious."

He Knew?