Hahh… What am I supposed to do now? The main heroine is kind of crucial for this whole story to work, right? But wait— I'm the main heroine now? Okay, okay, calm down, Isolde. Let's think positive. Maybe I can steer this plot toward a good ending. It's my book, after all!
First step: bring back Princess Seraphina Avalore from wherever I flung her in a moment of panic. "Summon, Princess Seraphina Avalore!"
Poof. There she is. The lifeless princess, freshly pulled from the Shadow Realm.
Side note—one of the cooler (and slightly cliché) things about the Shadow Realm power is that I can summon anyone I've thrown in there. Handy, right? Teehee! Oh, by the way, the Princess is actually really pretty, you know? Her flawless skin, her golden hair... If she wasn't constantly trying to kill me, I might even admire her.
Now, what do I do with her? Hmm… Oh, I know! Command her! That's what villainesses do best, right? "Hey, Princess, listen up. Be yourself, but cancel the whole yandere thing, okay? I almost got sliced and diced because of your murderous personality. Not cool!"
But then… I stop.
Wait. Why shouldn't she be a yandere? Isn't that kind of fun? People always hate on yandere characters, but I don't mind a little spice in my sidekick.
"Okay, Princess, forget what I just said. You can go full yandere, BUT—and this is very important—do not attack me. Got it?"
The Princess's blank eyes flicker with life, and a sweet smile crosses her lips. Huh. That seems… okay? For now.
Knock, knock.
I nearly jump out of my skin. Who now?
The door creaks open to reveal none other than Prince Lucian himself, looking as cold and handsome as ever.
"May I come in?" he asks, his voice clipped. Then his sharp gaze falls on Seraphina. "I figured the Princess might be here. I've come to take her back."
Wait. Why do I feel... murderous intent from Seraphina toward Lucian?
Uh-oh. Don't tell me. She's not—right? She wouldn't—oh no, no, no. This better not be what I think it is!
"And you, Lady Isolde," Lucian continues, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts, "you've been summoned by His Majesty as well."
Oh great. What fresh hell awaits me now?
We both follow him, and soon enough, we're standing in the royal audience chamber. The atmosphere here is… intense. Gulp-worthy.
But then I look up at the throne and see—oh right! I made the King a literal child. Yep, an actual kid. His Majesty is sitting there, legs swinging and grinning ear-to-ear like he just discovered candy.
"What a good day, everyone!!" the child-king announces in his high-pitched voice. "I've called the three of you here for a very important mission! I'm sending you to the Poverty Land. Your task? Kill all the monsters and destroy the root of their impoverished land!"
My jaw drops. Kill all the monsters? Destroy the root of poverty? Is this guy for real?
I raise my hand, ready to humbly decline. "Um, Your Majesty, I'll—"
[ACCEPT IT!! This is your chance to be with the Prince! Penalty for refusal: DEATH.]
You. Useless. Trashy. System.
Fine! FINE! I don't have a choice here, do I? "I'll accept!" I blurt out, smiling awkwardly while inwardly screaming.
The King beams. "Great! Now go and mark your adventure ahead!"
Adventure? No, no, no. Let's just get this over with quickly. The last thing I need is a full-blown questline.
But okay. Deep breath. I know everything about the Poverty Land. I wrote the dang place, didn't I? How hard could this be?
...Right?