The Ruined Heiress's Deal With The Regent

Chapter 5

Word Count: 825 | Released on: 17/06/2026

ne, the full weight of her catastrophic failure finally crushing her. She was no

ark contrast to the chaos of the evening. "Your cousin has confessed to attempted murder and a con

"Your Highness, with all due respect, this began as a matter of House Michael. Befo

s's stony expression flickered. Damian himself raised a sin

urned back to Lydia, who was now shrinki

?" Lydia whimpered.

in the silent hall, echoing off the stone walls, sharp and clean. Lydia's

graced Elara Michael had just struck h

into silence, her hand coming

and hard as the floor, "was for E

ds, Sloane's other hand swung around, s

the name of Michael with yo

pampered lady. They were precise

Sloane was faster. A swift kick to the chest sent Lydia sprawl

. The action was shocking in its dominance, profoundly insulting. Damian watched from his chair, his eyes narrowe

House Michael, any member of a lesser branch who conspires to murder a

es widened

parents will be stripped of their titles and lands. Their entire family will be c

his wasn't just a threat of death. I

alousy worth it? Was your desire to be a princess for a day worth condemning you

her family, her proud parents, being cast into the dirt

she gasped, tears and snot running down her face, her body shaking with violent tremo

broken, a hysteri

reck of her cousin with cold detachment. She didn't want

Tell the Prince Regent what y

obs, she confessed it all again-the jealousy, the poison, Jed Tucker, the plan to frame her in f

arrate her own downfall, to tear down her own charac

t vow was fulfilled. This was for the girl whose bo

ged the girl

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“Elara carried a dormant second self-Sloane, forged from a year of border warfare after cousin Lydia sold her into slavery. Rescued and amnesiac, Elara forgot it all-until Lydia's poison shattered her gentle host, unleashing the soldier. But she barely had time to reclaim her dark instincts before a grimy groundskeeper lunged at her in the dark woods. Her sweet, smiling cousin Lydia hadn't just poisoned her with the deadly Scarlet Heat toxin. Lydia had paid this man to defile her, wanting Elara's reputation completely annihilated before the poison finally stopped her heart. As the agonizing heat threatened to cook Sloane's brain, Lydia burst into the clearing with a crowd of royal guards and exquisitely dressed nobles. "Oh, Elara! How could you? With a common servant. Have you no shame?" Lydia played the horrified sister perfectly, weeping and screaming about Elara's unimaginable depravity. In the eyes of the disgusted onlookers, Elara's already-tarnished reputation was dead and buried. She was meant to die an agonizing death as a ruined pariah, while Lydia stepped over her corpse to take her place as the Prince Regent's fiancée. It was a flawless, vicious trap designed to destroy a helpless noble girl. But Lydia didn't know that the soul inside Elara's body was a battle-hardened soldier. And she certainly didn't know that the "common servant" Sloane had just desperately kissed to survive the poison wasn't the groundskeeper. The crowd's whispers died instantly as the man in the shadows stepped forward, his glacial eyes sweeping over them. It was Damian Sinclair, the terrifying Prince Regent himself, whom Lydia had just accused of being a lowly servant engaged in filth. Sloane crossed her arms, a cold, mocking smile touching her lips as she watched her cousin collapse in terror. The real show was just beginning.”