Romans & histoires The Imprisoned Princess Chinese Drama

My eyes caught on the edge of a wrinkled, torn paper, the word princess sticking out like a splash of ink. Anyone with information about the missing princess, please report to Headmistress Yves. The princess was last seen eighteen years ago. Useful information will be compensated with a sum of $1,000,000. My breath caught. That amount of money was unheard of. Unimaginable in the places I grew up in. But eighteen years missing? That was a long time. How could one hold out hope for new information when it’d been that long? Eighteen years. My age.

This was Abigail's revenge. She personally threw them into this replica of an ancient prison, trapping them in endless darkness forever and making them suffer the same torment I had once endured. The bitterly cold night passed in the blink of an eye. The following day, the heavy prison door slowly swung open, and the chamberlain's drawn-out proclamation echoed through the cell. "The Princess has arrived!" Joel snapped his head up and saw a woman slowly approaching, dressed in a dark gown with her long hair tied high. That beautiful but icy face was unmistakably Abigail's.