Help! Prince Trevor has died suddenly, and the Queen insists that I be buried with him. Even if I had ten lives to live, it would still be a trap. I can't escape this terrifying cycle of death. Ahhh, I don't want to die again!
Help! Prince Trevor has died suddenly, and the Queen insists that I be buried with him. Even if I had ten lives to live, it would still be a trap. I can't escape this terrifying cycle of death. Ahhh, I don't want to die again!
Chapter 1: The Prince's Tragic Demise
Prince Trevor died suddenly, found lifeless on the bed of a beautiful concubine, Lillian.
The Empress Dowager was furious, slamming the table, "All concubines shall be buried with him!"
Fortunately, I was merely a maidservant.
Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, someone pushed me forward, "Your Majesty, Makenzie has long been favored by His Highness. Surely, he would miss her in the afterlife."
The Empress Dowager didn't even spare me a glance, her voice cold, "Kill her."
Before I could utter a word in my defense, the blade of the guard beside the Empress Dowager slashed across my throat.
I died.
But when I opened my eyes, I was alive again.
...
I opened my eyes once more.
"A scandal of epic proportions, Prince Trevor died from excessive indulgence."
"Shut up, mind your tongue, or you'll lose it."
People crowded around, pushing and shoving. I didn't know how many times I was stepped on before everyone suddenly knelt down.
-The Empress Dowager had arrived!
The first thing she did was execute the renowned courtesan. Prince Trevor had died while entangled with her.
The second thing she did was summon all the women in Prince Trevor's residence, including the maids and servants.
The ten or so concubines who were usually favored by the Prince were the first to be called. They were dressed in thin, gauzy clothes, their figures graceful, but their faces were pale, trembling like leaves in the wind.
The Empress Dowager's face was cold, her eyes sharp, her voice as chilling as the early spring frost, "Since you were the women favored by the Prince... naturally, in life, you belonged to him, and in death, you shall be his ghosts. It is your honor to be buried with my son. In the afterlife, you will continue to serve him."
"Is everyone here? Begin."
The once vibrant concubines instantly lost their color, like flowers battered by a storm.
"Your Majesty, spare us!"
Their pleas for mercy echoed as they kowtowed, their foreheads bleeding, but they didn't care.
However, the Empress Dowager remained unmoved, making a gesture for "kill," and the guards drew their swords and stepped forward...
"Your Majesty, Makenzie has long been favored by His Highness. Surely, he would miss her in the afterlife."
This time, I saw clearly. It was Nicole, who usually had the best relationship with me, who pushed me forward, causing me to fall to the ground in a disgraceful manner.
I shuddered all over, and before the Empress Dowager could speak, I hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I am still a virgin."
"His Highness's status is noble, I dare not dream of him. I beg Your Majesty to see clearly!"
I knelt properly, performing a deep kowtow to the Empress Dowager with a loud thud.
The Empress Dowager finally looked at me, but it was with the gaze one would give an ant, "You do have some beauty."
Suddenly, she sneered coldly and turned to the side, "Rhonda, you go check personally."
"Yes, Your Majesty, this humble servant obeys."
I was roughly dragged into the inner chamber, and Rhonda yanked down my pants, her two fingers probing sharply...
"Hiss-"
The sharp pain hit, blood flowed out, followed by tears of humiliation.
I bore it!
Losing my virginity was better than having my throat slit.
Rhonda wiped the blood off her fingers with a handkerchief, gave me a disgusted look, and took the blood-stained handkerchief to report back.
I trembled as I came out of the inner chamber, the Empress Dowager glanced at me sideways, "You were trusted enough to serve in the Prince's private study, so you must have gained the Prince's trust."
"He will need someone to serve him with pen and ink in the afterlife. You shall continue to serve him in the afterlife."
?
My confusion and shock were drowned in the excruciating pain of my throat being slit once again, and I died once more.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
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Harlyn thought her life would finally change for the better after a night with the alpha king who marked her, claiming her to be his. If only she knew what awaited her. She was supposed to be a quick lay, to satisfy his urge but it felt so good to be with her that he lost his senses for a moment and sank his fangs into her neck, marking her and accidentally claiming her as his. But he couldn't keep her, she was of no use to him socially, she was a lonely orphan who wasn't able to fully transform after she turned eighteen and therefore had no place in his elite life. He was the alpha king and he could only pick a mate that matched his status. There was only one thing to do. Reject her. That didn't play out like he had imagined. And just like that, a whole new journey begins for the both of them.
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