LOGINRegina Edana Anderson, the sole heir of the Anderson Duchy. A princess with the brightest green eyes and many talents. All things are set for her to sail through in life. Till one day she hears about the death of her uncle and learns that her fiancé's family had planned it. It's time to take revenge on all who betrayed her. She kills her fiancé in a fury and takes over the throne in a time when only men had the right to rule. But changing the rules is not so easy especially when the nobles suggest she marry her fiancé's brother who was the mastermind of this little game. But luckily when the Crown Prince of the Raleigh Empire, Theodore, the future king considered a dangerous lunatic, comes to her & offers a contract marriage she has no choice but to accept putting forth some conditions for their alliance. A bloodthirsty princess and a lunatic crown prince. What could go wrong? ____ I knew Theodore was a lunatic, but I wasn't sure if the word was enough to describe him. Especially now when I see him jumping off the cliff. He, the future of the empire just jumped trying to reach out for my hand as I was falling down. He grabbed my hand and held me tightly in his arms. He turned us around so he would hit the shallow stream of the river below us first, not me. But I couldn't understand why. Why would someone do this? As if he could hear my thoughts, he answered with the same arrogant smile on his face, "I made a promise to never let go of your hand. Even if it leads me to my demise, I would follow you—even into death." Yes, Lunatic isn't enough. He is downright deranged.
View MoreReginaThe guests had already started to leave. Minister Knox was waiting for me to finish talking and visit the Grand Duke’s palace, and that’s when Jasper appeared in front of me.Polished as always. Cloaked in a gentleman’s concern that felt as hollow as his heart.“My lady,” he said smoothly, stepping beside me as though we were old friends sharing grief. “I hope you can manage things well in this difficult time. We are always here when needed.” My eyes met his, and I gave him a faint smile. I could hear the words he did not say aloud. He wanted me to talk about yesterday's incident. He must be wondering why no one has brought it up yet. I had told my knights not to disclose the incident, and act like nothing happened. Jasper, however, of course knew all his assassins were murdered.Jasper did not seem surprised or defeated watching me here today, which meant his purpose was not to kill me; it was to just attack me. So everyone would see how people are not intimidated by a woman
Regina“So tragic. First her guardian, then her fiancé…”“It seems bad luck clings to her. Any man close to her doesn’t survive.”“It's almost scary to imagine when she actually inherits the title. What misfortune would that bring?”Carefully worded insults dressed as concern were all I heard when the Grand Duke’s funeral was held. Many high-ranking nobles came to attend and pay their respects. All dukes, counts, barons, the Northern Duke, and even the King’s right hand, the Chief Minister, who stood in place of the old king, attended.But beneath all the veils and black robes, I had seen nothing but calculation from almost every noble who had attended. They did not come here to grieve, but to weigh their chances.I stood among them, wearing a high-collared black velvet gown, and my hair swept into a sleek bun beneath a sheer lace veil. I was surrounded by whispered condolences and careful glances. They weren’t mourning the Grand Duke. They were here to see who would take the seat of
The inn’s hearth crackled low as the Crown Prince Theodore stepped inside, the familiar scent of roast and pine-scented smoke filling his lungs, and the hearty chuckles and cheers filled his ears.Jonathan, his closest aide and childhood friend, was his reluctant companion. When the Crown Prince decided to go for another one of his great adventures, Jonathan had no choice but to go to take care of the mess he would create on his way. And now here he was following right behind, dust clinging to his boots, exhaustion written all over his face.“You know,” Jonathan muttered as they dropped onto the nearest wooden seat, “this is the fifteenth time. Fifteenth, Your Highness. I swear by the heavens, if I get another blister because of your whimsical escapes, I’ll switch to palace gardening instead. At least I can close my eyes for a moment or two to relax.”Theodore looked up at him with a small smirk as he reminded Jonathan, “I did not ask you to follow me; rather, I did my best to make
ReginaA disruption at the southern docks, just as I returned to court… the implications were calculated. But it's too simple. There was no doubt Jasper was behind this. He was either testing the water or was too arrogant and underestimated me. By the time the carriage pulled up to the well-lit inn, the moon had begun its slow climb across the sky. Watching the crest of the knights, the innkeepers immediately showed me the way to my chambers.A maid was assigned to assist me with the bath. Once bathed, I slipped into a fresh nightgown.I kept the room dim, curtains parted just enough for moonlight to trickle in. My sword leaned against the wall. I lay in bed with only a thin linen shift, skin still damp. And yet sleep wouldn’t come. My thoughts were still sifting through it when I heard it. A whisper of movement. Not the wind. The kind of sound made by someone trained to erase it from the common room in front of my bed chambers.I swiftly moved and blew out the lantern near the wi
ReginaJust the voice of this woman was irritating. But today she is getting on my nerves.I held Margaret’s gaze, my expression unreadable. “Lady Margaret, firstly, I already have the unwavering support of the ministers who served alongside the Grand Duke,” I said calmly. “And secondly, I suggest
ReginaI almost let out a scoff at Jasper’s pathetic attempt at pinning this incident on my knights and me. But thanks to Charles, who celebrated before his victory, I realised the truth. Otherwise, I would have been wallowing in sadness and missed the perfect chance to attack. Charles himself cho
ReginaThe morning after Charles’s execution, the grand hall of the palace was eerily quiet, the storm’s remnants still lingering in the air. Faint scent of blood still lingered in the halls. I stood before the mirror, sun rays from the tall arched windows cast a golden glow upon my reflection. Tod
A few hours earlierRegina “Sir Aldric?” My voice came out quieter than I intended. “Where is he?”Today was the day. He was supposed to return today. My Uncle, the Grand Duke. But the knight’s silence swallowed me whole. His face, which was always so composed, was now pale.Then I noticed it, the












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