RoseOfBlues

All Celestine ever wanted was to be someone powerful so that she won't be looked down upon. That was what she wished on a blissful night. And that very wish made her life go downhill years later ever since she came across a sacred pendant.

When an invitation lands on her lap to the most prestigious university of Adrian, nothing could stop her from going there. That is until her life gets entwined with two men, the cruellest foes of each other which she wishes to escape from. But the universe paints a different picture.

On a dreary day, she falls to her near-death and finds herself in the ancient land of Vitalis. With an unintentionally committed crime to her name, she must face the justice of the place where mercy is invaluable and death is inevitable and of little value.

And so her trial begins at the mercy of the tainted hands of the Masked Tyrant.
Alastair Arden Waldorf. Ruthless, cold-blooded and faceless.

When things turn for the worse, will she be able to return to her land and not be involved in a terrifying history? Will she save, kill or escape from the tyrant to the other two men when he shall come for her? Shall love prevail between the two or will they stick to their time to avoid an inevitable curse?

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WARNING: Mature Content (18+)

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Caught Between Two Worlds

If it weren't for the mare and the two of us together with the former tied to a carriage, the journey would have been relaxing and slow. My behind was sore from sitting on the mare for too long. But with my dress, thanks to the man ridding with me, was comfortable enough to ride with a horse without sitting sideways.

As uncomfortable as the journey was, we were able to reach the palace in a few hours, about two hours before the sunset, rather than half a day, with a running horse. But after alternating my place with the king, I, most embarrassingly, fell asleep on his back without meaning to and kept at it until we reached our destination.

When the tiring journey came to an end on the road leading to the palace entrance, we were struck with a calamity again. The guards knew me and were ready to take me to the dungeons to torture me for leaving the premises without the king's permission. Or so they thought and they made their own decision.

~ 102: A Place With More Foes Than Companions - Part 1 ~