The kingdom was no longer quiet.
Whispers of strange happenings spread from village to castle walls. Names were disappearing from records. Side characters began acting out of line—as if the story’s rules were crumbling.
In the palace, Prince Xavier summoned the royal council.
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We are at war. Not with another kingdom—but with the very story we live in
Meanwhile, Gerah, still trapped in the “in-between” world of her rewritten novel, began discovering ink passages that glowed in silver.
“These are my original words…” she realized.
“If I rewrite parts of them, I can fight back.”
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She scribbled desperately:
“The princess was never erased.”
The page shook—and a flicker of her name returned in the royal books, seen only by Anya, who gasped.
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“She’s alive…
Dahlia trained in secret with Jiru, wielding not just knives but her intelligence.
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“Gerah trusted me,” she said, eyes filled with fire. “If Mara wants to write this story alone, then she’ll face the real side characters.”
Back in the castle, Mara grew unstable. Her rewriting was clashing with Gerah’s resistance. The black rose started wilting.
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“She’s ruining everything!” Mara screamed.
“She was a side character! Just a side princess!”
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A parchment materialized in front of Xavier, glowing with Gerah’s handwriting. Three words appeared:
“I am here.”
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He clenched his fists and looked at the sky.
“Then let’s turn the page.”
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