“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.”
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In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’.
And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit.
But death didn't take me. It sent me back.
I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom.
But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room.
Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers.
In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning.
But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.”
He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name.
My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees.
Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.

'...the Queen is severely injured as instructed by his majesty, the king, and his sister Duchess Henrietta has arrived the kingdom.


But amongst all, it seems the duel might no longer hold, yet, the queen is adamant on leaving the king. She even has the divorce papers ready like I had told you in my previous letter.


Lastly, I would like to know when you will set into action.


I am tired of being pushed around by the Queen and no matter the love I have for Lauren, he is still drawn towards her.


Like I said before, Deborah has been having thoughts that I am a witch and today, she got to confirm it.


I know Lauren will protect me but for how long will I keep waiting?


Once I ended the note with that, I carefully folded it and placed it in a flute-like object like last time before handing it over to one of the many birds on the tree outside my window.


Chapter 62 - Not feeling remorseful