Hey, my sweets!(~˘▾˘)~

I haven't updated as much as I have wanted to, so I'm sorry. I'll be posting a second story, but of course Lovely Villainess will be my focus. (▰˘◡˘▰) I love you guys, and thank you so much for reading my work. Please don't forget to like, follow, and comment. ♥‿♥

P.S. I know it's taking a while to introduce all the character, but who is your favorite character so far?

P.P.S. I haven't yet decided on a ML, so if you comment your opinion you could influence the ending in your favor. (¬‿¬)

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Once dinner was finished, I bolted to my room. I was fixing to get whiplash from Ethan's change in mood. If his mood switched any more I could swear he was bipolar.

I decided it was best to hide in my room while they get used to the idea of me no longer being on probation.

"Crap." I had such a bad headache I couldn't stop the curse from coming out of my mouth. All the thoughts that I had previously came crashing back in. I had to keep calm and sort my thoughts out.

What I do know:

1. The crowned prince wants me dead, even before the events with Thea possibly.

2. Not everything is as it seems, not all truths I know are true.

"Argh!" I couldn't help but shake my head, everything was so confusing. If everything I think is true might be wrong, does it mean the whole plot and events of the book or just certain truths. If its the whole plot, then it would mean the crowned prince doesn't want me dead. Or the plot is wrong because he wants me dead even before the book claims he does.

Either way I needed protection. I needed someone strong enough to go against the crowned prince, and that card was Axil. I also needed a plan to protect me from the villain if he turns out like the book, and obsesses with Thea.

I couldn't think of a back up, It seemed as if only death faced me if my plan fell through. The best thing I could think of was, to run away but that mad dog would only think of it as a fun game and drag me back until he was done toying with me.

I couldn't help but feel like a pawn in a game much to large for me. Such a deep sense of hopelessness settled on my being, but all I could do was stand strong. I've died once, I could only pray that this death would be painless. But based on the characters, my death will be far from painless.

"Chrysta." I called for Chrysta, and she quickly entered the room.

"Please prepare me a bath." I wanted to relax. Nothing could be done at the moment, so it would do no good to stress. I could come up with a plan to bargain with Axil later, this body was frail and it would do no good to put unnecessary strain on it.

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Chrysta soon finished the bath and helped me undress and into the bath. I would have never imagined that I would be taking a spa quality bath with rose petals, but then again a lot of things are happening that I would have never of thought to happen.

I told Chrysta to leave as I could wash myself. I couldn't help but rub my temples to try and rid of the throbbing headache. I needed to calm myself, so I cleared my mind and relaxed my muscles as if the water could wash my troubles away.

Once I was done, Chrysta helped me dress into my night gown. I dismissed her, I needed time alone. I walked to my window and leaning against the window seal, to see the moon hanging beautifully among the stars.

The girl was all alone, she felt loneliness burrow itself into her bones. She trapped the sob threatening to escape her throat.

The girl was now in an unfamiliar room, that seemed to cave in with all of the terrifying shadows. The only source of light was the moon shining through the window.

The girl wished and prayed with her whole being for the moon to come and whisk her away so she could run among the stars. That way she would never be lonely, so she would never be forgotten.

She knew her mother loved her in the only way how she knew, but the little girl felt as if her mother was so focused on chasing a memory, a dream, that she left her behind.

As long as she was alive she knew her mother wouldn't be forgotten.

But the same thing couldn't be said for her. She was forgotten.

Forsaken.

I was snapped from my memories from the door to my room opening, I turned in a defensive stance ready to run if it was an assassin. What assassin would use the door I don't know but I had too much going on to be careless.

Once I saw the familiar red hair, I stood normally. Seth was looking at my bed with confusion, then turned to look at me as he noticed I was by the window.

He blushed red with embarrassment for coming into my room in the middle of the night. I knew it must have been to check on me, so I couldn't help the smile that had bloomed on my face.

"I just came to make sure you didn't stupidly faint again. It would be a problem to deal with." He diverted eye contact as if I would see through his lies if he didn't.

I couldn't help but chuckle at how much of a tsundere he was. I rooted for him during the novel, but like every heroine she picked the prince.

"It's alright, I won't be stupid anymore." I smiled a self deprecating smile, as I knew my statement was more said to myself than to him.

He seemed to sense that, so I changed the topic quickly so he couldn't question further.

"Could you not sleep?" I put on a worried face while walking up to him.

"I'm fine, I should be asking you that question as your still up like a dummy, your just asking o get sick again." He put on his best annoyed tone, but I could see through it. He was worried for me and my health. I couldn't help but smile, the stuffy feeling in my chest reappeared but I didn't hate it.

"I'll go to sleep now, you should get good sleep since you have training early tomorrow." I patted his head before turning to walk to my bed.

"Goodnight." Seth whispered while closing the door.

"Sweet dreams." I whispered before the door could close all the way.

I got into bed once the door closed.

I fell into a peaceful sleep.