Rise of the Unfavored Princess
I had thought that my life couldn't get worse when I walked in on my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend. But after a series of unfortunate events, I opened my eyes in a world that I had only read about in a webnovel, the Erudian Empire, ruled under the domineering, bloody reign of Emperor Helio. The worst part? I'm not even the main character! Reborn as Winter Royberg de la Erudian, I am the pitiful side character who is discovered to be a royal bastard princess due to a certain physical trait only the imperial bloodline possesses. But I know the end of Winter's story and the unwanted royal punching bag is framed as a witch and killed at age 16 on the guillotine due to the scheming of the cruel empress. An aloof, murder happy father? Check. Psycho half-sister? Check. Meddlesome author who wants me to follow the script? Double check! I don't want to die an early death again, so I'm determined not to ever be discovered as a royal again. But before I know it, I'm trapped in a palace of blood and opulence playing tricky games of power, games I have no clue how to win. How will I survive to adulthood in the imperial palace and get my happily ever after? And am I really the only person who fell into this world? *UPDATES 1-2 TIMES A WEEK* *1500 TO 3300 WORDS PER CHAPTER*
Ch. 128: My Turn
It could just be a really lucky coincidence, but the optimism spurred by my sudden change of events leads me to call this plot armor.
Wisened by years of experience, I don't sit around basking in the glory of it as Amir and his men fight to restrain the beast. My one hand immediately goes to work on the belt buckle, and although it takes me a bit longer than it would've taken Jack, I'm able to remove the blasted belt that had tied my legs together like a rotisserie chicken.
"Freedom," I sing under my breath as I scramble to my feet. Circulation resumes in my appendages as I hear some whoops and cries in the distance, men approaching to aid in curtailing the griffin.
Turning towards the bushes where Julia and her men still hide despite hearing every word that Amir just said, I smile rather wickedly.
I did give her a fair shot, didn't I? Now it's my turn.
My bottom lip begins to tremble and I clutch my chest as if my heart will give out at any moment.