“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.

"And what is the wife of the king of the North doing here with her wedding ring off?"


I slowly lowered the glass from my lips as I looked at the individual just to realize it was none other than Kenneth Cromwell.


"And what is the king of the North's closest friend doing in my kingdom?" I demanded while ignoring his enquiry.


At my question, he smiled and approached me before nonchalantly sitting beside me without bothering to ask for my permission.


I could sense eyes on us, mostly from Peter and since he had no knowledge of who Kenneth is, I took it to my advantage.


"If I remember correctly, I didn't permit you to sit beside me," I coldly said and heard him laugh before saying,


"So it is true that you have changed. I thought Lauren was lying."


When I did not say a word but resumed taking a sip from my glass, he continued to speak.


Chapter 115 - Creating a scene