A little bit like him (who made me a princess fanfic)

Prologue

Warning! : who made me a princess isn't mine (duh XD) lots of grammatical error and typos

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Athanasia could only feel deep seethed anger towards the man before her. To think that she wasted her life trying to please him, to be the perfect daughter and heir to the throne.

She didn't have any interest in claiming it, Jenneth could take it all she wants and Athanasia could live in peace, far away from the palace while reading a book or two about magic

But then jenneth was poisoned, and they all blamed her for it.

She, who didn't feel an ounce of resentment when her older sister easily took their father's affection, the man she's been trying to get the littlest amount of approval and be the perfect daughter, who helped the clueless brunette the way of the Royals so that jenneth wouldn't make a fool of herself, who aided her in every way, always got her back.

And when that blade descended upon her, held by those cold, ruthless eyes. Athanasia helplessly watch as her wretched excuse of a life flashes before her

'you call that a princess?'

'the late emperors must be turning in their graves in shame'

They look down on her, seeing that they could get away with it, they spoke with ill, malicious words. Staring at her with those unkind eyes and judging

She hates them all

Especially those cold eyes of his, she couldn't evem fathom why she adored those apathetic eyes of his when they first met back at the garden, who only look at her in disdain, who didn't bother to know the truth behind the woman who hurted his precious daughter

Athanasia loathes him at this very moment

Pathetic

What a pathetic man

Blaming his child of the things she have no control of

Oh wait, Claude already said that she wasn't his daughter

It's not like he became one to her, never been, Athanasia realise.

Jewel blue eyes flashed with unholy power, unseen by her executioner who barely spared her pathetic form a glance, leaving her body to bleed out against the cold marbled floor

The body was still twitching, blood squirting from her open neck. It must be painful to choke on her own blood, to feel the end of her life approaching.

It's a good thing that her spirit already left as soon as the blade connect with hers, leaving only the husk of the pitiful princess  with dull blue eyes

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A baby with short mop blonde hair and jewel like eyes released a ear shattering scream

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I've been obsessing over 'who made me a princess' for months now and there's barely any update from the manwa

And like a starved little hoe, i decided to check fanfictions about it, and it only has a few😭

I've been trying to improve my English through writing and it's not my 1st language so please excuse my abysmal skill