Elizabeth Miller
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Ch. 17: A Knight and a Lady My body is burning with fever when I wake up in the morning after thinking intensely about the next steps I’m going to take. Marie fusses over me the entire morning, placing a cool towel on my forehead and bringing me a glass of hot chocolate. It is warm outside, but I’m shivering under the covers. This useless body with lousy immunity probably picked up something from the little amount of time I spent in the dungeon. Black eyes, empty yet yearning, taunt mine whenever…-
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Ch. 16: Late Night Musings Unlike the time at Bianca’s house, when I pass out in my miserable dungeon cell, a sliver of consciousness remains with me. I can hear Finn raining verbal hellfire on the royal guards who had dragged me down here and the clang of keys in the padlock of my cell. “Silence, Finn,” Lord Wolfgang says. The surprise at his presence rouses me a little and my eyes squint in the cell. The commander of the royal guard, who is rumored to rarely leave my father’s side, is down…
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Ch. 15: The Dungeon I scream like I’m in a horror movie as I feel myself being dragged back. The maid tugs back, but it’s futile, like throwing an egg at a rock. I’m tugged back under the hedge roughly, and a few sharp twigs rip the delicate fabric of my sleeve and the skin below. Sunlight hits me once more and I’m back in the Sunset Palace. “Let me go!” I yell on instinct. I look over my shoulder and the grim mug of Sir Berrick is looking right into mine. I have never been so scared in…
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Ch. 14: Sunset Palace Before I knew what I was doing, the loose twigs from the hedge tugged at my dress as I crawled underneath it to freedom. The hole originally looked so small, but I’ve fit inside it with no problem. My little head emerges, then my shoulders, and soon I’ve completely emerged from my gilded prison. No one sees me leave, except for one girl. A young scullery maid who mostly worked in the kitchens had by chance glimpsed my daring escape. Only two years my senior, Emma had been…
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Ch. 13: Bad Ideas I’m worried that Finn will go flipping through the books he’s carrying and realize that there is some inappropriate material for children, but he’s whistling a tune I’ve never heard before as we stroll out of the library. It’s almost lunchtime, but I’m already tired and I reach my arms out to Marie so she can carry me. She obliges instantly with a warm smile and I once again enjoy the perks of being tiny. My eyes drift shut at their own accord before we reach my palace,…
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Ch. 12: Library Visit I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face and it isn’t just because I didn’t get stabbed by a single piece of hay that night. My cheery mood is evident and even Marie mentions it as she ties pretty pink ribbons into my hair. My plan to con my way into being the promised child all feels so real now and the sheer joy of having a concrete plan to avoid an early death has left me feeling giddy. Now I don’t have to suck up to my emotionless father in hopes of earning…
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Ch. 11: A Crazy, Wonderful Idea “The empress?” I repeated, dumbfounded. The air on my arms stand to an end even though my bedroom is still toasty warm from the afternoon’s heat. Had Winter met her this early in the webnovel? There is too much gray area operating as Winter. It is such a shame that I am but an unimportant side character and my backstory is described within a few short paragraphs in the beginning. Marie looks equally surprised, but her game face is on as she starts rushing out the…
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Ch. 10: A Poisonous Affair Disappointment chases at my heels like an overexcited dog for the next few days at the palace. Would it be strange for me to say that my life is the same as before, although I am in a far more luxurious setting? My new home after meeting my father is the Rose Palace, a palace built and dedicated to the emperor’s most beloved woman. The secluded palace has windows of pink glass and vases with red roses upon every table, coupled with a fragrant garden of several thousand…
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Ch: 9: The Real Deal The holy mage straightened from his bow, sounding like a cat that had caught the canary. “So your majesty, you must serve capital punishment on this royal imposter!” he whirled around and pointed a gnarled finger at me. This man was no spring chicken, my little game must have really pissed him off for him to that eager to give me a death sentence. After all, claiming or pretending to be royalty was punishable by death. But how to prove my identity? This was a new…
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Ch. 8: ...and you are NOT the Father! I watched the heavy doors slowly creep open as if by magic. After all, as far as I can tell, no one is touching the handles. A long runway carpet extends from the entrance to the stairs leading to the throne. The room shines with a mysterious glow, as the opal-like wall reflects light in a fascinating way. But the splendor of the Empire’s throne room dulls in place of the man seated on the throne. My father, Emperor Helio. The most powerful man in the entire…
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