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

Rosa shared her shawl with Reynard as they walked down the main street.

"You need it much more than I do," he said as he wriggled it off of his shoulders. "You've got a more fragile build, so you get cold easily."

"Nonsense!" Rosa forcefully wrapped the shawl around Reynard's neck as well as her own. "None of us is falling sick in this weather, especially not due to our own negligence."

Amused, Reynard peeked at Rosa who's face had gone red with the cold. (As well as because of the previous crying.) She looked beautiful, with the golden sunshine lighting up her hair from the back, and her blue-grey eyes looking straight ahead as she walked. She really had inherited Mother's strong genes, and she took pride in showing them off.

"What are you looking at?" She frowned as she side-eyed him.

Reynard chuckled. "Nothing of importance."

"Tell me!" she exclaimed as she nudged him in the shoulder. "Do I look ugly because I cried?"

Retrieving his Body