1 ~Prologue |Arc I • Rabid Cinderella|~

ZYLITH.

THE rattling of the huge carriage as it treaded off the rocky road jolted me off my sleep. I must've dosed off.

I couldn't really blame myself. That just went to show how very tired I was to be able to doze off in a situation such as this.

Today, I am most probably going to be beheaded.

TO BE CONTINUED........

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