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"So, you think I'm pretty," I stated with a smirk. He froze for a second, processing what I'd said and what he had said. He hid his shocked expression rather quickly- although it wasn't much of an expression. It was just a slight change in his stoic face. "Let's not be silly. That was not what I meant to say, and you know it." ➵➵➵ Wyetta Zora was not like other honourable ladies. She was self-reliant, and a terrific archer. Being the only child of the Zora household, she was free to learn how to protect herself in the brutal world. One day a messenger arrived at their doorstep, carrying an invitation to the prince's birthday ball with him. At the ball, she felt so incongruous, until she met the unpleasant villager, who was also the prince's companion. After getting into a feud with him, Lady Wyetta took off to the woods, only to come across a corpse that identifies as the villager. Soon, she realized she was set up when death threats, vicious letters, and imputations started heading her way. At the same time, she begins to uncover dark truths that was better hidden. Then, there was Prince Zyron, still believing that she was the murderer of his best companion. How would she handle it, when she was still recovering from the death of her best friend? Warning : Deaths, blood, suicide, blackmail, violence, etc.
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