Arcane Lachtara was my name after I woke up in an unfamiliar world that was divided into kingdoms where Kings and queens ruled the world. I was an adoptive princess from Ridavell, on my way to Ohearia to form a marriage alliance between the two countries. Actually I knew what was going to happen next, I was about to be played with and then killed… you ask why? Because the place I woke up in is a novel where I am the minor villainess. 
There were three ML’s in the story, A psychopath prince, a War hero Duke and last but not least the two faced mage. She is to die with the hands of the ML’s after she hurts the FL but… “why are you killing me even when I haven’t done anything to the FL?” Arcane cried as the Duke and Mage were always trying to cut off her neck. 
But something is wrong with the cursed Prince,He keeps on calling me his little sister and coax me whenever I am sad.
“Whoever dares to hurt my sister will have to suffer.” He said in a deep monotonous voice, while losing at the FL with a Hostile look in his eyes.

A story of how Arcane lived through the crisis…

Your Highness! I Would Like To Live

Blanca came back to the room after a while and brought in the news that the King wanted to see her. Arcane’s head was a mess, She couldn’t understand a single thing that had occurred to her in the past few days and the words of Zeus were constantly pricking her. “Why did he say that? Was he someone Arcane knew? Why did he look so sad?” She muttered. “As if he had been abandoned.” 


“Pardon? Did you say something?” Blanca glanced at her reflection in the mirror and asked Arcane. 


“Nothing,” she said and looked at her reflection. ‘Arcane...I am Arcane now, and I am supposed to find out who the character is. I have a gut feeling that it can change my fate, I might be able to live through the crisis that is going to be upon me.’ 


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