Hardly Game Over
Taking his place on the throne, the King crowned his golden girl his queen.
I, on the other hand, was granted two choices—retire from court with a hefty fortune or be his kept mistress in the dark.
Choosing neither, I hung myself on the clothesline right outside the laundress quarters.
I had been sent back twenty years in time, tasked by the System to conquer four targets. I’d just blown the last target and my final chance to complete the quest.
The System notified me that following the death of my flesh, my consciousness would return to the modern world, back to the arms of my family.
Just as I closed my eyes, the desperate cries of my name caught my attention.