In the parallel world, Princess Carmilla faces a tragic fate when Howard Kingdom's royal family, except her, is suddenly killed and thrown out of power. As the only heiress of the kingdom, Carmilla is known for her beauty, grace, kindness, and empathy. She agrees to marry someone who she didn't even know, the son of Howard Kingdom's highest General. But the night her parents have murdered changes her story into a tale everyone inside the castle will never forget She took her hatred and wrath with her even in her reincarnated life. But suddenly she was struck by cupid. She was smitten by the man... Her mortal foes' flesh and blood. The killers of her entire family How long will her wounded heart be healed?
The Howardian Kingdom.
A rope was tying Karmila's hands to her back. Due to her dashing into the deep bush where she is now trapped, her formerly exquisite and costly dress is dirty and has multiple holes. The Princess now has a beggar's look. She also has a few scratch marks on her face.
Even though they were walking, she didn't appear to be alive. She just stood there and stared as they moved. Her feet were already in excruciating pain, but the pain in her foot was no longer mending.
Soldiers who once looked up to her are now detaining her as if they had forgotten who she is. As if they didn't know who the genuine successor to the Howard Kingdom was.
"You all vowed devotion to my father..." Her heart broke whenever he spoke to her Father, the King. "You are useless in my kingdom!" She said absolutely to the soldiers who were quietly listening to her.
What did the General do to cause the Howard troops to abandon the King and betray her Father? Her Father, the King, was kind in every way. Her Father was a King who regarded his subjects as though they were his own family?
They arrived at Howard center a few hours ago. The residents of Serenity greeted them as soon as they walked into the center. As she glanced at them, her face was expressionless. Everyone kept their gaze away from her. They had empathy for the Princess, but there was nothing they could do because they knew that anyone who attempted to help her would be executed.
She was tethered to a pole and encircled by wood.
"Is this my form of retribution?"
Karmila's heart snapped in half as she remembered what had happened to her entire tribe in the blink of an eye. Because her whole family was cruelly murdered by the General who had bad intentions in the Kingdom of Howard, she was the only one with royal blood remaining.
He was so desperate for the throne and power that he would have been content with his current status as a General.
"Pay homage to the King!" exclaims the announcer.
The Princess was stunned by what she had heard and got much more enraged when she saw the phony King riding the Palanquin. She wants to kill the Phony King and strangle him till he suffocates while she tries to break free.
"By the time I get out of here, I'm not going to lose any opportunity to murder you!" she thought.
When she saw anything that reminded her of Father King, she couldn't help but cry. The fake King now wears his Father's fine and costly attire and the Serenity Crown. The throne has abruptly lost its dignity. As if he were the genuine King, the guy sat on the Palanquin. It gave her a direct stare.
Instead of fighting to break free from her enslavement, she battled to look at the phony King. As they looked, he had rage and hatred in his eyes, as did Karmila.
The King went down to the Palanquin and approached her. It comes her with a flaming stick in its hand. Because of the power with which the phony King smacked the Princess, the edge of her lip bled. The apparent blood flowing from the side of her lip and nose made everyone groan.
Karmila filled her with rage and fury for the blasphemy he had committed to her family. No one could harm him when his Father King was still alive, but that law is no longer effective.
Because of the loud sighs, the false King faced the people.
The General's voice reverberated across the city, "Don't you say you feel sorry for this Princess? He murdered my daughter and son-in-law, leaving my poor grandchild without parents!"
Karmila slowly raised her eyes to the phony King, who had moved away from her before facing the entire crowd. She squinted, unable to believe what she heard.
Matteo has passed away?
Her upper lip raised slightly. It would have been preferable if he had perished. Matteo was making her feel worse.
When the phony King received no response from the people, he raced back to meet the Princess. His neck was crimson, his chest rose, and he was furious with her.
Karmila gave the false King a mischievous smirk. "Does it hurt when you lose someone you care about?" she said, her laughter echoing around the area due to the quiet. "It's not enough! What I've done is insufficient! I've done less to you than you've done to me! I'll kill your entire family!"
"How can you do that when death is waiting for you at these times?!" yelled the phony King, pointing to the forest fire it was carrying.
She smiled instead of being terrified. "Do it! Do you think I'm frightened of dying? You've used up all of my reasons to live, so do it!" she said with a little shake. "Oh, General, do you think it will help your generations?! Do you think people will forget all you've done? The blasphemy you've perpetrated will mark your blood. Just think about it. Your last name will be called phony, counterfeit, and robber. I'm looking forward to finding that in my future life."
The heavens were misting by the time Karmila laughed. They were all looking up to the sky. Because what the Princess said had sunk into his consciousness, the phony King's visage was filled with fear and trepidation.
Karmila cynically responded, "See? Heaven is on my side."
It was as though it had rained to save her from being consumed by flames. The rain became harder till it thundered and flashed violently. Even though it was raining, everyone watching them did not leave.
"Where's my fucking sword? I'm going to murder this fucking bitch!" The false King's outburst was accompanied by lightning, but none of them were alarmed.
The soldier handed over his weapon right away.
As the phony King placed its tip towards her throat, the Princess shook her head slightly. Karmila persuaded the fake King even more by raising an eyebrow in his direction.
When the sequence of events was revealed, everyone gasped.
When Karmila felt what pierced her heart, her entire body became numb. She lowered her gaze gently. An arrow pierced her heart. Everyone, including the phony King, was taken aback and turned to gaze in the direction of the arrow. Karmila followed suit.
The baby's thunderous wail accompanied the thunder and lightning; Karmila, on the other hand, was gradually dropping her eyelids.
The baby's wailing reminded Karmila that she needed to return.
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT [ SPG | R18 ] A well-known billionaire who fell in love with his lover's impostor and a lady who was an impostor with a profound hatred for the billionaire and his family. Will love triumph in the face of suffering, treachery, and vengeance?
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