The Neglected Heiress: Now Watch Me Rule

Chapter 2

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the carriage seeping into my bones. Leaning back against the velvet cushion, I closed

unwell. Would yo

nervously in her lap. This was our first meeting in this lifetim

been her. During the final days of my captivity, she had snuck me scraps of food and water

ently. I would not let her

mured, taking the

he city faded behind us. I lifted the carriage curtain, watching the scene

o earn my father's approval. I studied military strategy relentlessly

the border skirmishes against the vampires. For my second brother Conrad, I covered up his

ce from my blood kin. All I received in retur

olen the poems I had written and presented them as her own at the High Court's Verse Re

isoning her out of jealousy for her talent. M

lskis had arranged the match to climb into the Regent's favour. F

e King, unleashed full-scale war, the Kowal

the deadly Frost Border to raise troop morale. The truth was they wanted me t

ed in my own blood. I had summoned my last strength to beat ba

ut of the smoke, surrounded by his personal

the greatest benefit to our hou

n, raw and broken: "Why? I

a mongrel carrying that woman's blood. Katharina is Fathe

pierced my heart. The agony felt as though my

me out of the nightmare. I gasped for

errible dream?" Clara's

ragged breathing. "I was only

the distance, warm and peaceful beneath the sunlight, a stark

my father and brothers blocked every attempt. They filled my head with lies, telling

given up on me. She had married into House Beaumont and plotted patiently, gathering p

ended when news of m

ating strong and alive in my chest. T

Katharina. Lucien. Every debt y

is time, I wil

. Clara's voice sounded besid

Nothing remained but icy calm and unshakable resolve. I smoothed t

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“In my past life, I spent twenty years breaking my bones just to earn a single scrap of my father's approval. I gave my brother the military strategies that bought his captaincy, and accepted a hollow betrothal to a noble heir to secure the Kowalski family's power. But when the vampire legions shattered the border, my family volunteered me as a sacrifice. They shipped me to the front lines in an unarmored wagon, telling the imperial court I wanted to be a martyr. I fought with broken blades until my palms were shredded to the bone, desperately waiting for my brother Dominic's cavalry to relieve the gatehouse. When he finally walked into the blood-soaked courtyard, his sword was perfectly clean. "Your death is worth far more to the Kowalski name than your life ever was, little sister," he smiled. Then, he drove a dragonblood spike straight through my chest. As I burned to ash from the inside out, I realized my half-sister had planned to steal my fiancé all along, and my father had traded my corpse for a political seat. I had worked like a pack mule for a family that viewed me as nothing but disposable cattle. Opening my eyes, the phantom pain vanished, replaced by the smell of oiled leather and old parchment. I was back in the twentieth year of my life, sitting in the mediation chamber for my parents' divorce. "Sign the document, Arlene," my father barked, expecting me to pledge my loyalty to his household once again. I didn't lower my head to beg this time. I leaned back in my chair, looked him dead in the eye, and chose my mother.”