“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 moment my eyes came open, I sat upright and dashed out of my bed like I was being bitten by a scorpion.


Time was no longer on my side and I had to practice.


So with that in mind, I went straight to my desk which had piles of books and began to study.


The cock was yet to crow to tell everyone that it was morning, meaning I had gotten up early before it.


I read like my life depended on it while nibbling on some biscuits I had asked Peace to bring for me since I studied late at night and in the morning.


I didn't care about etiquette and manners because it was improper for a queen to eat late, especially in her room.


Yet they seem to forget that I was raised by my brother, meaning I also had some traits of being a boy.


Every night we would go to the kitchen back in my kingdom to steal sweets, biscuits and candies and then we will hide in my room and eat them while reading forbidden books.


Chapter 68 - Duel approaching...