The Princess’s Pride
She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne.
Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority.
Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant.
Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face.
When Ariana tries to reclaim her identity, she is branded a madwoman, brutally whipped, and thrown into a cold dungeon cell. But when the kingdom’s priceless royal seal mysteriously vanishes, her fate collides with Captain Kaleb Orion, the cold, unyielding commander tasked with investigating the crime.
Kaleb doesn’t believe her wild claims, and Ariana detests his strict command. Yet as they are forced into an alliance, neither can ignore the unsettling pull between them—a silent recognition that feels like a forgotten memory.
To expose a dangerous game of treason, Ariana must navigate a deadly conspiracy. Someone has been manipulating the throne, framing the innocent, and controlling the imposter wearing her face. And the prince she loved may have been pulling the strings all along.
The greatest punishment was never becoming a servant... it was realizing that the queen she used to be was only a pawn in someone else's game.
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Chapter: The InterrogationThe door opened again. Ariana stiffened, heart beating faster. The captain stepped in.'Get up.'She eyed him warily. 'Why?''We are going somewhere.''Where?'The look he gave her instantly shut her up.She stood up. She passed him, making sure to shrink herself not to touch him, as two guards were waiting outside. Kaleb walked ahead as the guards followed close enough that Ariana could feel the weight of their presence at her back.They arrived at a room above ground but nowhere near the royal wing. It was a simple room with a table where a book lay on top, two chairs and a tall window letting in the light.Ariana stared at the window for half a second before Kaleb shut the door with a thud.'Sit.'She did, her hands trembling as she hid them in the folds of her dress. He stood, deliberately close so that she had to tilt her head back to look at his eyes.'Your name?''Ariana.'His expression darkened instantly, lip curling slightly.“I—I mean Elena,” Ariana sputtered, recalling the
Last Updated: 2026-09-10
Chapter: The CaptainA tall, brown-haired man walked into the room and the cell seemed to shrink by half.Ariana looked up. Turquoise eyes, as cold and calculating as an oncoming winter storm, swept over her bruises, and the stool beneath the high window. Navy uniform, black cape draped over one shoulder, gloved hand on a broadsword. The door slammed behind him. "I am Captain Kaleb Orion of the Imperial Guards. I have questions."Ariana scrambled to her feet, her chapped lips tight against the sound of a pained moan escaping her. Not even like this, Ariana would not let a mere guard bully her!"And by whose authority do you have to do that?" Her defiant nature flared in her every word.The long pause that followed her question was, Ariana had to admit, terrifying; only one person ever caused her to feel this...small."Ah. It does seem as if what they say is true. You really are mad."Ariana was glad of the sudden rush of anger heating her cheeks, "You're the mad one! In fact, your whole family is mad! Wha
Last Updated: 2026-09-08
Chapter: The PrisonFor the next day, the world blurred into fever, and pain. Ariana drifted in and out of consciousness, the rough cloak irritating the wounds on her body every time she did.She had never had such an experience with starvation. When a bowl of broth and a piece of dry bread were pushed through, she painfully wormed her way towards the food and munched on it with her bare hands.Pride had lost all meaning to her.The fever broke on the third morning. The pain was still there, but at least her mind was clear.Lucien.He would recognize her. He knew her well enough to be able to pick up on the little things, the way she carried herself, the subtle quirks of her mannerisms. He had complimented her on her ruling skills and predicted her to be a magnificent queen if she ever came into power.He would recognize her.Unless...what if the other woman had already convinced him that she was Ariana?A sudden surge of energy propelled her upwards, and she let out a pained gasp as the agony in her bon
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Chapter: The Princess Who Wore Her FaceAriana's voice trembled unexpectedly. 'Y-Yes. I am.'The stranger's smile widened into a thin line. 'Then prove it. Tell me something that only I would know. A secret.'Ariana's words tumbled out, as if she had been waiting to get them out since she had arrived in the castle. 'You sleep with the window open on rainy nights. You have the blue ribbon from your seventh birthday hidden in the bottom drawer of your study. When sleep will not come at night, you count the horses in the stables of the royal palace, beginning with the black mare that threw you.'A heavy silence followed. Footsteps sounded in the corridor, then quickened and disappeared. The men posted in the antechamber shifted uneasily.The princess's skin had gone ashen, then flame-red with some violent emotion. Her rouged mouth opened in an almost frightened gasp, but then her expression altered, to something colder and more menacing. 'How dare you?'The slap came so fast Ariana's head snapped sideways. Heat bloomed across
Last Updated: 2026-09-08
Chapter: The AwakeningThe unexpected cold is what woke Ariana.Slowly, cracking her lids open, a cracked ceiling stared down at her. For a moment or two, she did nothing but blink repeatedly at the scene before her, as though trying to convince her sight that what it was seeing was not what it should see.Nothing changed.Ariana sat up, frowned. She was on the dusty floor of a small room, with one narrow window letting in strips of light - nothing like where she'd slept last night. She was on her feet in a blink. "What on earth am I wearing?" She looked down at the ragged dress, taking note of the unfamiliar calluses and scars that covered her hands. “No. No, no, no.”There was a cracked mirror on the floor, and Ariana grabbed it. The face staring back at her wasn't hers.Elena. That was the reflection of the stranger staring back at her."No, this can't be. Please tell me I'm dreaming." She lifted one hand shakily. The reflection copied her. She touched her cheek. The same was done to her."No!" Ariana st
Last Updated: 2026-09-08
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