Author:
Writer, singer and actor Joanne Sydney Lessner draws on her own experiences pursuing a performing career in New York City for her acclaimed Isobel Spice Mysteries. With her husband, composer/conductor Joshua Rosenblum, she has co-authored several musicals, including the cult hit Fermat’s Last Tango and Einstein’s Dreams, based on the celebrated novel by Alan Lightman, opening Off Broadway in November 2019. Her play Critical Mass received its Off Broadway premiere in October 2010. Joanne is also a regular contributor to Opera News and a graduate of Yale University.

In the world of PR, there’s only one crime worse than killing a deal—killing a client. 

Aspiring actress and office temp Isobel Spice finds a warm welcome at Dove & Flight Public Relations, thanks to her old school friend Katrina Campbell. However, the atmosphere chills considerably when Isobel unwittingly serves an important client a deadly dose of poisoned coffee. Her stalwart temp agent, James Cooke, rushes to her aid, but balks when he learns that the victim was the fraternity brother who got him expelled from college. News that Dove & Flight is being acquired by an international conglomerate quickly supplants the murder as the hot topic of office gossip, but Isobel is convinced the two events are related. When all roads of inquiry lead back to Katrina, Isobel is forced to consider the possibility that her friend’s killer instincts go beyond public relations.

Soory Guys Dropped out due to some malfunctioning in the story I am making a new ID and now my books will be published from that ID and this book will be published from that ID too

Chapter 7. Contract (3)

When Rei's parents came home, they were surprised to see a middle aged man in their home. 

"Um, Rei, who is this?" his mother asked him pointing at Nagamo-san.

"Mom, I wanted to tell you after it was published but, actually he is my editor and he is here for the contract signing"

"Published?"

"Contract?"

His father and mother were both confused by those words and Rei had to give them an explanation.

After knowing Rei's book was going to publish, his mother was jumping with joy and hugged Rei tightly and said.

"Rei, oh Rei! I am very happy for you. I can't believe your book is going to be published. I know you definitely had that talent"

His father didn't say anything but you could clearly see that, he was smiling inwardly and had a happy mood.

After greetings, his mother invited Nagamo-san to eat sushi they had bought back.

If it was a normal occasion, his mother wouldn't have done that but today was a happy occasion, especially for his mother, her son's book was going to be published, how can she not be happy.

Nagamo-san also didn't reject it as it will be too disrespectful and he was also somewhat hungry, as it was already dinner time.

While eating sushi, his mother and father kept asking Nagamo-san questions and Rei was sitting listening to them.

His parents were rather curious about his sudden book and wanted to ask some questions to ensure themselves.

"Nagamo-san, can you tell me about my son's novel and will it be successful or not?" his father asked.

"The chances of his novel succeeding are very high, you could trust my experience as a senior editor, your son's novel was very good and as your son is only 16 year old, it will create a good publicity, I don't think there is any chance for the novel to fail"

"Really!"

Nagamo-san nodded and his parents expression was filled with relief. As parents, they wanted their son to succeed and Nagamo-san had already given them his business card proving his identity as a senior editor.

"Well, you see although you said that our son's novel would sell, I am still somewhat doubtful about my son writing a novel. Until now, he was never interested in books, he was instead interested in celebrities till now"

Rei was previously aspiring to be a celebrity and had never read books. His sudden change had also perplexed his parents.

Rei was also troubled by this, he didn't gave it much thought but his change would surely have surprised his parents.

While trying to maintain a calm face, he said.

"Recently, I read a book and it quickly engrossed me. That's why I thought of writing, I don't know that my novel would be published suddenly"

"Is that so"

"So, that's why you are holed up in your room this past month"

Although his father and mother somewhat believed it, Nagamo-san had a troubled expression.

He had previously seen those celebrity posters in Rei's room but because of «Your name», he had forgotten about it. 

Now, he was told that Rei had only started writing a month ago, he was greatly stunned by this.

He had never seen this kind of situation in his 15 years of editing career.

Rei had a disposition of a veteran author and considering Rei's age, he had thought that he had at least been writing for 2-3 years to write that kind of story.

But now that he knew that Rei had just started writing for 1 month, he can't help but doubt his ears.

"Um, I am just asking to confirm but Is it really true that Rei had been only writing for a month"

"Yeah, he was always interested in celebrities instead of books"

"I never thought that he will be able to write a book"

After confirming, Nagamo-san can't help but fall into monetary shock.

His thoughts were in mess.

If a high school student will be able to write that kind of story, then we can say that he is a genius but if a high school student wrote that kind of story in just a month and he wasn't even into books till now, no he wrote two top novels in just a month, he can't be called just a genius, he is a genius that can only born once in thousand years.

'Maybe, Sakura Island can get itself a new world class author'

Nagamo-san thought that as he glanced towards Rei.

At first, he was worried that Rei maybe one of those one-hit wonders, although his story was top level, he was just a 16 year old.

He had seen many people like him who wrote good novels at first and succeed early in life but due to various reasons, they soon fade away from the light and just became a memory.

He was really afraid that Rei would also be like these authors, he liked Rei both as a author and a person, he didn't wanted him to fail.

But after reading «Your name», he was sure that Rei was not those one-hit wonders. 

Although he had not read the ending yet, he can tell that the story is top class.

It had everything a book should have. It has love, drama and the little bit of mystery which will make the readers engrossed for a long time.

They will not be able to close the book without knowing the ending. It was that type of story.

While talking to his parents, Nagamo-san occasionally took glances at Rei.

The atmosphere was friendly but Nagamo-san insides were burning from passion.

In his mind, he was thinking of the resources he need to deploy to promote his novel and he also have to convince Rei to let him publish «Your name». 
He can tell that Rei was reluctant to have him read «Your name», he didn't knew the reason behind it but he was dame adamant to publish this novel.

He wanted to see this novel in the bookstores. He was sure that it will make a great impact on the market.

No, both his book and the name Yuuki will surely have great impact in the writers community.

"Annie! Is nice to see you. You look even better than the last time we met" A middle aged guy greeted my mother once we entered his office.  

"Oh Clark stop with your lies" My mother replied playfully. It was clear that the both of them were friends, or in really good terms at the very least. 

"And you must be the young genius I been hearing about... Mister Sam Bane" He said amicably, and then he offered me his hand to shake "I'm Clarke Cook, it's a pleasure to meet you" 

"Good day to you sir" I shook his hand firmly. Or with the most strength my seven year old self could muster. 

After the short interaction, I finally could relax a bit. For some reason, ever since yesterday night I was really nervous about this reunion. I guess that I really wanted for it to work out. 

"Take a sit please" He said after a while, with a never ending smile on his face. 

His office was a mess. I could tell that he worked hard, if the multiple papers all over his desk, and the big bags under his eyes were any indication. Still, it didn't gave much confidence on his organizational skills. 

"Thanks Clark" My mother replied. And before I could notice the mood changed. It was like the both of them went from normal mode to business mode, in just second. 

Before coming here, my mother just told me to let her negotiate in my behalf. And I planned to do exactly that, especially now with the professional aura she inspires. 

"Well, let's start with the book composition first" said Clark, "Annie, like you already know, I like the three stories you've sent me last week. They appeal to a younger demographic, which is  a group that is gaining traction lately. Although I have to say that these stories are too short to be released as books on their own. So, I propose to compile them. I think five stories could make a good sized book" 

It was reasonable. My stories were a little too short. I could've done them longer, but I wanted to keep them simple, considering that the target readers would be mostly kids. 

"That's a good idea. Although I think that the stories should have a common theme between them. For example, a book collection could be about princesses. Sam here has written about ten stories about princesses, so it shouldn't be a problem, right Sam?" My mother said, and tactfully helped me to get into the conversation. 

"Yes, there's no problem with that" I said calmly. Mr. Clark finally looked at me after that. He looked interested with that bit of news. 

"That sounds good to me. I'll need to read the five stories you plan to publish, so we can progress any further... But in an act of good faith of Sam's work, we can talk about the details of the deal we will be making" 

"What do you propose then?" Mother asked. 

He looked at me for a second before concentrating on my mother once again. Then, he brought up a paper he had at the only clear zone of his desktop, and passed it out to my mom. 

The contract I assume. I planned to read it on my own when my mother finishes it, but I couldn't help to look at her to see if I could get any information from her face expressions. Which ended up being a pointless endeavor. 

"Ha!" She exclaimed "I see your intentions Clark. If this is how it will be, let's stop here. We'll take our leave" My mother finally said. And then stood up from her seat and walked to the exit. 

I could only guess what unreasonable things were written on there. So for now I just followed her up. Although for some reason I felt that this wasn't the end of the discussion. 

"Wait!" Clark finally said, "I admit the contract may be a little unfair, but we can discuss it, no need to go away just like that" 

My mother turned back with a smirk on her face, "I'm surprised, I've heard a little about your situation Clark. But now with you flinching so quick, I'm wondering of how bad it really is" 

To my surprise it seems that we were not in the losing end of the negotiations to begin with. My mother really played him hard. Clark's face said all I wanted to know. He was mad, but he still stayed quiet about it. 

"Yeah, it's true. We are in need of a success, and that's the principal reason to even consider to publish a kid's book, besides the publicity within itself that it could generate" He admitted. 

"I've heard that all the upcoming writers choose to go with other companies, after all you've had a bad record in the last five years" My mother added while the both of us took a seat once again. 

"You really did your research, huh?" he said with a defeated look. "... I wanted to start my own comic book company, but at the end all the good artists preferred to go with either 'power comics' or 'marvelous', and before I realized, the book company I had spent so many years to build up, was on his way to bankruptcy" 

It was kind of a sad story, but also an amazing opportunity. If I played my cards right, maybe making my own comics wasn't impossible for me in the near future. 

"So, in your times of need you thought on cheating your good friend of so many years" Mother said while making 'tsk' noises, pointing the bad deed Clark has made, "Sam is young, so there will be no problem if he waits a couple of years to get published... So now I wonder, what deal could you offer us, so we can even consider making a deal with you" 

Clark clenched his jaw at that, and had a serious expression on his face. He kept quiet though, it seemed that he was seriously considering the matter. 

"What do you want?" He finally asked. 

"Twenty percent, and the rights will belong to him completely" Mother demanded. 

That was a extremely good deal, especially for a newcomer like me, asking for that much was out of my expectations.

"That's... acceptable. But Sam will have to publish at least four books with us" He countered. 

"Are you joking? Two is the most we are going to concede" Mother said with displeasure. 

That was something we had talked about before. If I was successful enough, I could go with a bigger publishing company in the future. And my mother had a high faith on my success for some reason. 

Now there was a clear disagreement between them. I honestly couldn't care less if I had to write four books for this company, with the new deal offered I would have no complaints. But I knew what I wanted. 

"How about I do publish four books, but you'll have to publish a comicbook of mine... With the same conditions as the one with the books" I interrupted them. 

The both of them stared at me with surprised faces. "What do you mean?" Clark asked after a while. 

"Well... I have this idea for a comic, and I felt compelled to do it after I heard that you own a comic company" I explained. 

"Are you talking about the one you've made with Hanna?" Mother asked me with a worried face. It was clear that she thought that it wasn't that great. 

It wasn't a bad comic per se, but I do agree that it isn't the kind of comic that sells well with the masses, nor profesional enough to be a comic on his own. But I'm aware which comics are the best sellers at this era, compared to my old reality.   

"No" I said, before Clark could have asked about it, "I have an idea for a superhero comic, but I don't have the talent to draw. So I thought it was a good compromise that if my books are successful enough, Mister Clark will hire an artist to draw my comic, and then he'll publish it" 

"That's interesting. What do you think Clark?" Mother asked with a simple smile on her face.  

This wasn't something we had discussed before, so I was relieved that she just went along with the idea. 

Clark just sighed and nodded with a smile of his own. Even if he tried to hide it, I could see that he was happy about the deal. In the end, he wanted both of his companies to succeed, and now there was a chance for it to be possible.

Samuel Bane, a guy who was just a normal 23 year old in another life, was living in a new world with his memory intact. 

The new world is almost exactly the same as the one he lived before, except that the period of time was similar to the mid 80's that he knew by the movies and tv shows he watched.

This story will focus on how Sam enters the entertainment business. Getting his works published and meeting new people on his way towards an unheard level of success. 

The concept of the story has inspiration in "I'm really a super star", but it's nothing alike.


> Currently I'm posting a chapter every Tuesday.

While everyone in the theater, including Aniston who hadn't been a part of the shooting, were all clearly aware of the Home Alone's contents, with the progress of the story, especially when Kevin pranked the two robbers, everyone couldn't help but burst out of laughter, and even Jeffrey who was in his mid-fifties was roaring.
 
The one hour forty minutes film unwittingly ended, and once the last line of the ending titles disappeared, everyone stood up and applauded together.
 
"I really have to admit, this movie is really too great. Eric, I think I should congratulate you in advance." Jeffrey Hanson patted Eric on the shoulder, and seriously said.
 
"Thank you, Jeffrey, I wouldn't have been able to do it without your help. At least, I wouldn't be able to complete Home Alone in about two weeks of time."
 
People greeted each other for a while, then they gradually dispersed, after all, everyone there had things to do. They had intended to throw a small party to celebrate, but seeing Eric's unshaven and tired face, they very consciously gave up on the idea. Their director had overexerted himself for half a month, they were all aware that he needed to rest.
 
The next step was to plan the film's release. Since he'd have to go to the 17 Again preview screening tomorrow, Eric thought it would be a good opportunity to partner up with the 20th Century Fox's Distribution Department, he believed that as long as the executives watched the movie, they would agree to get it out on schedule. Although he'd have to share some of the profits, he didn't really have a choice as he was without any foundation at all.
 
Perhaps waiting after the 17 Again release would have made things easier for Home Alone, but by that time, even the New Year would have passed. As a Christmas comedy, it had to naturally be released at that period, and Eric didn't want to wait another year to release it as they had put so much efforts into this.
 
Annie had obtained a temporary license, she drove Eric in his car back to his home, and the tired young man put the copy of the movie away, and dove on his bed, unwilling to open a single eye.
 
Aniston had planned for Eric to shower before going to sleep, but seeing him plunge head first in his sheets and noticing his tired looking face, she only uttered a sigh before taking his clothes and shoes off, covering him up with a blanket and getting out of the room.
 
Eric hadn't been home for over half a month, and since there was no one to clean up, the place was already full of dust. Aniston rolled up her sleeves and went to find some cleaning tools. Unlike her Friends alter-ego "Rachel", a spoiled girl who didn't even know how a washing machine worked, the real Annie had long since been self-reliant.
 
On the desk in the study, Aniston found a variety of books on the subject of "basic music theory". She picked some up and used a rag to wipe the dust when a document suddenly slipped out of one of the books. Aniston curiously picked it up and found out it was a mortgage agreement.
 
...
 
He didn't know how long had passed, but it was probably noon when Annie had asked him if he wanted something to eat. Eric had groggily refused and fell asleep once more. When he woke up again, it was already dark.
 
Eric turned on the lights and looked at his watch; it was way past nine.
 
He thought that Annie had left, but as he dressed and got out of the bedroom, he could faintly hear the sounds of the TV coming from the living room.
 
Downstairs, he saw her curled up on the sofa, her arms hugging a pillow as she watched TV.
 
"Hey, Annie, good evening." Eric walked over, and kissed her cheek.
 
"Eric, you woke up. Go take shower, I'll fix you something to eat."
 
Eric didn't notice the strange look Aniston was giving him, he turned towards the bathroom, showered for half an hour, shaved, and when he got out and went to the living room again, Annie was back on the sofa and dinner was ready.
 
"Wow Annie, that really surprised me, you even made such a delicious Chinese fried rice." Eric tasted and praised.
 
"You said you liked it, so I deliberately learned." Aniston had a smile on her face as she looked at her beloved eating so voraciously. She waited patiently until he had finished before saying: "Eric, did you… did you take a mortgage on your house ?"
 
Eric was about to go to the kitchen to do the dishes when he heard Annie, he couldn't help but look at her puzzled. He hadn't told anyone about it, so how did she know ?
 
"When I helped clean the study, this fell out from a book." Seeing Eric's inquiring look, Aniston took out a document from the coffee table.
 
Eric put down the cutlery, took the file and looked at it before nodding: "I was short of 200,000$ for the Home Alone filming, so I had to take a mortgage on the house."
 
"Then, the piano in the study you also…" Aniston had come to Eric's home a few times, so she had seen the Strauss before.
 
Eric nodded again.
 
Aniston frowned in distress as she said: "Eric, I think you were too impulsive, although everyone thought that today's screening of Home Alone was very good, you never know if it might end up in failure and lead you to bankruptcy."
 
"Don't worry, Annie. You see, a few months ago, I was just a broke high school student, and now only a few months have passed and I have successfully published a novel, written a screenplay as well as starred as the main lead, and now even made movie. How many people my age can do this ? So, even if I failed this time, I believe that I'll easily be able to stand up again. We are still so young, we ought to enjoy life and strive whole-hardheartedly for success, failure isn't a bad thing, it'll help us grow, happy times do not come without some tear shedding. I don't want to become an old fossil that looks back at his life, dully and placidly gazing at the sun in the sky, full of regrets towards his younger days. That would be too miserable."
 
"Oh, Eric, when you say it like this, it sounds so amazing…. You think I don't know you're trying to trick me ?! You damn rascal !"
 
...
 
The morning sun hit her face, as her eyelashes shook and Aniston who subconsciously turned to avoid the disturbing light, soon woke up. Eric came in the bedroom holding a tray, to see his already awake girlfriend, he smiled and said: "Hey baby, good morning."
 
Aniston pouted and said: "Well not a good one to you, you bastard."
 
"Come on look, I even spent an hour making this delicious ribs soup as an apology."
 
"Don't want it, I'm dieting."
 
"Make an exception for today, you won't gain weight just because of this, come one, taste it, how's the flavor ?"
 
"Wait, don't I need to brush my teeth first ?"
 
"… I'll take you to the bathroom."
 
"Hateful !"
 
After a warm breakfast, because of mobility issues, Aniston could only ask for a leave to the convenience store owner once more. Regarding this matter, the boss was really accustomed to it as there were many people who dreamed of stardom in L.A and needed time to go to auditions or be on set earlier, and he knew that Annie was one of them. When she had looked for the job, the owner and her had reached a mutual understanding.
 
The two lovers lazed for a while before Eric drove his car away as today happened to be the 17 Again movie preview. He wanted to try and be done with the Home Alone issue at the same time.
 
Ten o'clock in the morning, in one of the 20th Century Fox luxury theater's, the Publicity Department, film-makers and a dozen of other representatives, as well as the 17 Again crew, were all present.
 
Before the start of the screening, Eric came to James Brooks and Penny Marshall's side as he wanted the both of them to introduce him to the ones from the 20th Century Fox Distribution Department.
 
"Eric, you're saying that you want to release your movie in time for Christmas ?" James Brooks was startled, he also knew about Eric making a movie as soon as he had wrapped up 17 Again, but he didn't expect that he would have completed it so fast.
 
"Yes, James, it's a Christmas comedy, so it would be best if it was available in theater during that period, as it wouldn't have the same impact if the release date was off."
 
James Brooks held some disdain in his heart, while he recognized Eric's talent as a screenwriter and actor, but he absolutely wouldn't believe that he could produce an interesting comedy. Directing a movie required years of experience after all, however, he had to at least give him face, so he promised he would help introduce him to some people.

An advertising director is reborn in 1988 Hollywood as an eighteen-year-old blond-haired westerner named Eric Williams.

From then on, he starts writing movie scripts and television songs, becomes skilled in directing every kind of film, wins over all kinds of female celebrities, and takes the road to become a Hollywood legend.

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ATTENTION!

This is not an original novel, all rights in this story belong to JUST DO.

The translation of most chapters is done by: Elawn, Nano4bots and Sissy That Walk.

My translation will start where they have left it, my translation may not be as good as theirs but I would like it much more people to know more about this story that I liked so much.

I WANT THAT I LIKE THIS HISTORY A LOT, BUT I DO NOT AGREE TO A LOT OF THE BEHAVIORS BOTH OF THE PROTAGONIST AND SOME CHARACTERS. IN THIS HISTORY CHARACTERS OF REAL LIFE APPEAR AND I DO NOT ASSURE THAT THE DATA PROVIDED IN THIS HISTORY WILL BE TRUE.

Netizens at the time were too shy to say "I want to have your babies" or "I’m drooling over the screen". The power of fans was unlimited though.
Within two hours, Qin Guan had become the prince of the gossip section. Some mighty girls had even found reports on the New Face competition. Finally, they focused on New Silk Road.
The next day, the telephone operators of New Silk Road nearly died of exhaustion. Crazy fans were calling them all day long, asking for information about a model named Qin Guan.
When the director of the Marketing Department was informed, he thought he was going to go crazy, too. This was not an entertainment company, so they were not capable of receiving so many calls. They had to set up a special telephone line just for Qin Guan.
Qin Guan became really famous. With such popularity, his level had to be upgraded as well. Many top level brands wanted a good model and actor to promote their products.
The director was so depressed, he was thumping his chest and stamping his feet. Why didn't I insist on the contract? I wasted such a good opportunity. It would be much more difficult for him to sign a formal contract with Qin Guan now.
Qin Guan received so many calls from friends that his phone was about to explode. So was Sister Xue's. She got calls about brand endorsement, magazines, interviews, TV auditions...
She was both miserable and happy. There was a great difference between a film and TV agent and a model agent. She would have to be in charge of publicity, selecting roles that fit Qin Guan's characteristics, and rushing to the frontline to fight for opportunities.
Sometimes, she preferred being lazy, just like Qin Guan said. She wasn’t resigned to be just a model agent though. With a success in film or TV, Qin Guan would enjoy better domestic development without waiting a long time or fighting to stand out among countless models.
So long as he was famous, famous brands would approach him. Waking up from her daydream, Sister Xue decided to check the script notices carefully.
In 2000, the domestic market for TV series was flourishing, and many classic TV plays were emerging, such as "Kangxi Dynasty", "The Grand Mansion Gate", and so on.
Those were out of Qin Guan’s league though. A man couldn’t be lucky forever. The scripts in Sister Xue's hand were not classics.
There were still some decent works though, including "Romance during the Tang Dynasty" and "The Legendary Swordsman" (directed by Zhang Jizhong), which were worth an audition. As for the stranger ones, such as "Happy Encounter in the East and West" and "Royal Babies", even Sister Xue couldn't bear to read them.
Looking at the thick pile of scripts, Qin Guan was surprised by her abilities. In such a short time, she had managed to create a good relationship within the film and TV circles. In spite of the quality of the scripts, the chance to audition was valuable for plenty of actors.
Qin Guan had good taste. He wanted to participate in the two TV series that had been famous in 2001 and had aired on CCTV for over 10 years. It was a pity that Sister Xue was not as shameless as him. He had to be content with the second best one, which would be shooting in the summer.
He would be playing Bianji in "Romance during the Tang Dynasty". Another toy boy and a monk? Qin Guan was left speechless by the role. He would be playing another heartbreaker, Yang Lianting, in "The Legendary Swordsman". Why did he always get such roles? He would rather be a co-star and have less lines. Why was he always the toy boy? Once for the princess, then for the leader of the martial arts circle... It was unbearable! 
Sister Xue ignored his complaints. She told Qin Guan to practice by himself. It seemed like his roles in ancient costumes would only be increasing, so he had to study with Teacher Rong in his spare time.
Fortunately, Fayuan Temple, the temple with the longest history in the capital, was not far from Qin Guan's college. He could learn about the Buddha Doctrine there.
Qin Guan was good at acting. Before he left, he promised Sister Xue that he would find a martial artist for training.
Sister Xue was quite worried about Qin Guan, as martial art movements in film and TV were quite different from traditional Chinese kung fu. One focused on shape and style, and the other stressed on real fighting. Forget it. It's better for him to learn more.
...…
Qin Guan headed directly to the Fayuan Temple.
Located on the south end of the Jiaozi Hutong outside the Xuanwumen Gate, the Fayuan Temple had been founded during the 19th Year of the Zhenguan Period by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty. The Buddhist Academy of China had been established in the temple in 1965.
Unlike the Lama Temple, where incense smoke was all around, the ancient temple was simple and dignified, with red walls, grey tiles and green trees. 
The stone praying incense burner in the square was surrounded by smoke. There were several wintersweet trees standing beside it, which made the temple look noble and unsullied in the winter.
The students of the academy were doing their matin in brown frocks. The pilgrims didn’t disturb them. They just burned their first incense stick for the day.
That year, the book "The Fayuan Temple in Beijing", written by the famous Taiwan writer Li Ao, had been published and become widely popular, both domestically and overseas. As a result, the quiet temple had become famous all of a sudden, attracting countless Buddhism followers and visitors.
Unlike the pilgrims, Qin Guan headed to the guest receiving hall. Scanning the exquisite corridors, he realized that the hall had to be for VIPs.
A young acolyte in a grey frock greeted him. "What are you looking for, my benefactor?"
"I would like to get some primary Buddhist texts. Instruction books would be even better."
Smiling, the young acolyte guided Qin Guan to a shed nearby. He pointed to the books on the shelves and said, "These are all books donated by followers. They are sold for charity. If you like, just put the money in the box according to the prices on the tablets."
     The grand temple is really considerate! Qin Guan saluted the young acolyte before going into the book shed. 


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

"Why are such ridiculous things happening?" Feng Jin was startled. He never cared about such mundane things, and he did not appreciate gossip. It was not strange that he had never heard of it.
After he finished, he heaved a long sigh of relief and said, "Luckily Changsheng isn't a citizen of Zhongzhao."
Too young and naïve!
Wei Jingxian looked at him skeptically. She saw a sense of longing in his eyes, and her heart softened. She let him hold Changsheng.
"My husband is relieved far too soon," Wei Jiangxian said with concern. "The news has been slowly spreading throughout Hejian County. Moreover, the husband's family demands the wife to submit based on the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women. If they refuse, they are deemed unfaithful and impure. Wan'er is a good example…"
She swallowed the rest of her words back. Then, she looked worriedly at Changsheng, who Feng Jin had nestled into his bosom.
How she wished Changsheng was a boy. She would be much less concerned. The world was more forgiving towards men. There were many limitations for women from their birth, to their marriage, to childbearing.
In addition, there was now the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women that burdened and chained them. She couldn't imagine what Changsheng's life would be like in the future.
Even though Wei Jingxian didn't finish her sentence, Feng Jin was able to understand what she wanted to express. It was a shame the books had spread across Dongqing.
Dongqing inherited the previous dynasty's, Daxia, open-mindedness. The higher a woman's status, the more freedom she possessed.
With the introduction of the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women books, the balance was offset. The noble daughters comparably had less freedom than the common women. How could that be?
"Fear not, our Changsheng will be an esteemed woman. No one can defeat her." Feng Jin's eyes darkened. They met Changsheng's bright and clear eyes, and he smiled. He couldn't help but play with her and added, "If all else fails, we will choose a husband for her in the future. We'll see then who dares to bully her."
Wei Jingxian looked at both father and daughter and laughed bitterly. "Even if we choose her husband, it does not solve the root of the problem. Can we watch over her forever, even when she is married? Even if we raise her to the age of 100, we'll have 99 worries. We owe it to her from our previous lives; we have to pay back in this lifetime."
Feng Jin sighed and said, "All in all, these harmful books should not continue to circulate. Otherwise, many noble daughters will be trampled on and despised. Daughters from aristocratic families are noble at birth. How can they be treated as lowly people?"
He was from an aristocratic family. If the teachings of the books were a threat to the common women, he would just frown; it would not have been a big deal to him. However, once it involved the women from scholarly families or had the potential to harm his female loved ones, how could he do nothing?
"But at present…" Wei Jingxian was extremely stressed.
Feng Jin entertained Changjing for a while until she frowned impatiently. She used her small fists to beat his fingers without any strength. It was as if she was touching them gently.
"Jingxian, have you forgotten about Lanting?" He kissed his daughter's fingers. She had soft, mild skin and exuded the scent of milk. She caused the inner weariness in his heart to dissipate. "Lanting is not an average person. She will not hide her identity for the rest of her life. If she succeeds in her endeavor, who dares despise females? Don't worry for naught. Take care of Changsheng well, and allow your body to recover. You don't want to become ill."
The carriage they were in was run-down, but both mother and child were healthy. The heavens took care of them, after all.
There was a knot in Wei Jingxian's heart. She didn't express it, but she showed her worries in private.
She digested Feng Jin's words. Wei Jingxian almost bit her tongue in shock. "My husband, these words mean… Not unless…" she trailed off.
"It is too early to judge, but based on Lanting's personality, she cannot keep still. She creates issues out of nothing." In contrast to Wei Jingxian's anxiety, Feng Jin was calm. He continued, "At present, the world is chaotic. The books will not stick around long. The people are destitute and homeless; the young are dying in a foreign land. If the females are to guard their chastity and remain as widows, how are they going to rebuild their lives efficiently?"
If the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women surfaced during peaceful times, it would have flourished. Feng Jin alone could not extinguish the hype.
Unfortunately, it surfaced during chaotic times. The earthquake alone sent many men to their deaths, and many women lost their family's support. If people followed the books strictly, then women could not re-marry, and the bachelors would be left behind. There would be no continuity of life.
The ancient times were concerned with agriculture. Human resources were of utmost importance for productivity. Without humans, society could not develop.
Feng Jin had foresight, so he was not worried.
Unless Zhongzhao united and ruled the five countries, the books stood no chance of attaining widespread publicity in the next 100 years. 
Thinking of which, Feng Jin tried to recall news regarding Zhongzhao. The edge of his lips curled into a smile. "Jingxian, don't worry. Our Changsheng will be well in the future."
Zhongzhao had always been the strongest amongst the five countries. Notably, in recent years, their Emperor was increasingly incompetent. There was instability in court, and the distant relatives and eunuchs did as they wished. In recent years, there was even an incident where the parties were chaotic. Zhongzhao, which was once mighty, was treading the path that Dongqing once took.
From that perspective, there was nothing to fear.
"Ah—Ya—Ya—" Changsheng started to jabber. Her soft hands grasped lightly at Feng Jin's broad sleeves. Both father and daughter played happily together.
With his intelligence and quick-thinking, he resolved the family threat and pacified his daughter. Feng Jin felt accomplished as he got out of the carriage.
When the curtains of the carriage closed, his smile, akin to the wind in spring, disappeared. He bent to pick the book up from the floor and headed menacingly towards Qiguan Rang to settle the score. It was all right if he was lazy, but how could he use such tactics to endanger him?
Feng Jin was ignorant of the fact that Qiguan Rang was already seeking Jiang Pengji's assistance.
"Have you read them all?"
"You have caused me much trouble. When Huaiyu comes by, you must help me." Qiguan Rang inhaled the scent from his tea. He put down his teacup and added, "As for those books, it must be the notorious sexual fantasies of some senseless scholars. There is nothing worth looking at."
He looked at her burning eyes. She remarked, "That is the brainchild of the Empress of Zhongzhao. She is a virtuous queen. How can people resist and not pursue it?"
Qiguan Rang was speechless. Jiang Pengji said with ill intentions, "I intend to buy a few more books in preparation for families who bear a daughter."
Qiguan Rang listened to Jiang Pengji's idea and asked, "Do you wish to learn how to rear a daughter?"
"No, I want to let them see for themselves. If everyone followed what the Four Self-Accomplishment Classics for Women says, then ten years from now, they will witness their daughters mistreatment in marriage."
Qiguan Rang lifted the sides of his mouth. Jiang Pengji truly used her heart when she took risks.
"You don't seem to like these books," Qiguan Rang commented.
Jiang Pengji's eyes twitched, and she said, "Of course I don't. Do you?"
Qiguan Rang laughed and answered honestly, "Solely from a man's perspective, I somewhat approve of them. After all, I'm just an average man. However, from the viewpoint of someone who has fathered a daughter, I could see how the books are harmful."
Therefore, Jiang Pengji, who wanted to give the books to fathers of daughters, deserved to be beaten up!


Jiang Pengji got something called the Court Intrigue Stream System.
System: "Your goal is to become the most prestigious woman in the kingdom (the Queen)!" 
Jiang Pengji: "Okay, System. No problem!"
Years later, she met the target by becoming the most prestigious woman (the Empress).
Jiang Pengji: "Well done, no?"
System: "Why the hack did you fight on horseback? I want court intrigue among the King's women!"

#how a future general wins the ancient throne
#Her man watches in silence, the System watches with tears

Seeing that Su Han was unhappy, Jason smiled apologetically. "Are you mad at me?"
Su Han gave him the cold shoulder. She picked up another kebab and enjoyed it with keen pleasure.
Lu Jia'er, who was sitting at the other side, tried to meditate for them. "She is not mad. She is just hungry. Everything will be fine after she is full!"
Hearing this, Su Han glared at Lu Jia'er. Su Han picked up a mutton kebab and gave it to Lu Jia'er. "You can use that mouth to eat in addition to talking!"
Jason looked at both of them and added more apologetically words to Su Han. "Su Han, I am sorry. I have been so busy that I have ignored you!"
Still, Su Han ignored Jason. She took a sip of her beer and said to Lu Jia'er with a smile, "Nothing in the world is better than kebab with beer. Finally, I feel I have come back to life!"
Lu Jia'er rarely saw Su Han so pretentious like this. The former burst into laughter. "Now that you have come back to life, I will not stay here and stand in the way of your romance!" With that said, Lu Jia'er stood up and was about to leave.
Su Han grabbed her hand at once. "Leave after I've finished here if you absolutely have to leave!"
Lu Jia'er freed herself from Su Han's hand and said, "I am not interested in being the third wheel. You'll just have to watch me leave."
"Wait!" Su Han stopped her again.
Lu Jia'er looked at her, only to hear Su Han say, "Tell the owner that I want 10 more pieces of mutton kebab!"
Lu Jia'er broke into laughter. "Fine, got it!"
After Lu Jia'er left, Jason sized Su Han up and down, carefully. It had been almost two weeks since they met last time. Su Han was as stunning as before but Jason had entirely different feelings about her.
Back in Thailand, he was very interested in her. However, at this moment, he was perplexed. Seeing her drinking and enjoying kebab, he could not believe that she was AI, or at least not swear on his life anyway.
Su Han, sensed that Jason was staring at her and glared at him. "Is this your first time seeing a beautiful girl?"
Jason nodded at once. "Yes, this is my first time!"
Su Han cast another glare at him. "If you are busy, then keep working. What are you doing here with me?"
Jason was grinning cheekily. "I am seeking romance with my girlfriend, of course!"
"So, you do remember I am your girlfriend!" Su Han replied sourly.
"I am sorry. I have little experience in dating. I don't know what I should do in relationships!" Jason said.
Su Han picked on Jason at once. "It is only natural that someone like you will remain single for life!"
"That is what my friends and family say about me." Jason nodded, agreeing to what Su Han said.
Su Han burst into laughter. Jason was relieved that Su Han was laughing now. "Don't be mad with me now!"
"I am not mad. I have been busy myself. I wouldn't have had time even if you asked me out." Su Han said.
"Have you turned in your manuscript?" asked Jason.
"Yes!" Su Han nodded.
"If so, take a good rest," said Jason.
"Of course. I plan to take a month off!" Su Han replied.
Jason looked at Su Han. Their conversation was on trivial everyday matters, just like those between any couple. But who could possibly know that this woman sitting in front of him was an AI?
Jason recently did some research on all the books that Su Han had written. She was an up-and-coming young star on the rise in the literary world. The themes of her books varied widely. She was a remarkably gifted writer and her stories were exciting. In three years, she had published almost 10 novels, six of which, when the book market was sluggish, achieved a sales volume of over one hundred and fifty thousand. She was a prolific writer and her books sold well.
She had always been mysterious to the public. The readers did not know what she looked like, or if she was a she or a he. In some forums about literature online, there were stories and rumors about her. But many held the opinion that the whole thing was just a publicity stunt.
Nevertheless, be it a publicity stunt or not, her actual strength was a fact. If she was an AI, then she was set to be a writer. Writing was involved in the AI developed by BUA as well, but not nearly as good as Su Han.
That being said, Jason was still uncertain if Lu Jia'er and Su Han were AI. Su Han, who was right in front of him, was no different from an average lady. On the other hand, Jason had had experience dealing with the ghost that hacked Jin Xiangdong's laptop. Maybe, the things in this world known to humans were not everything.
Jason had shown himself in front of Su Han just because he hoped to find out what she really was.
Lu Jia'er walked to the parking lot in high heels. All of a sudden, a man dashed out from nowhere, grabbed her bag and then ran away like crazy.
Lu Jia'er staggered and almost fell to the ground when she was supported by a strong hand.
She was getting a deja vu. Lu Jia'er looked up and was about to say thank you but no sound came out from her mouth.
That was because the person she saw was Jin Xiangdong.
Lu Jia'er was startled. The next second, Jin Xiangdong let go of her and ran toward the direction the bag-snatcher had gone to.
Lu Jia'er was still suffering from a shock. Everything that happened just now made her incapable of moving. She stood on the spot for a while, in a trance. By the time she came back to her senses, Jin Xiangdong had already gotten her bag and was running back to her.
Lu Jia'er looked at him as he came closer and closer to her. The hero rescued a beauty. As a matter of fact, this was the first time she was in the role of the beauty.
Jin Xiangdong walked to Lu Jia'er and handed over her bag. However, instead of taking over the bag at once, Lu Jia'er asked, "Jin, what is your play now?"
Jin Xiangdong looked at her. "What do you mean?"
"Are you playing a hero rescuing a beauty?" Lu Jia'er asked again, raising her eyebrows.
Jin Xiangdong understood what she was implying. "Are you saying that I am the one that planned that robbery?"
"What else can it be?" Lu Jia'er shrugged.
She fell victim to robbery and he happened to come to her rescue and took her bag back. This act was full of loopholes and clumsy!
"A knave thinks of others in terms of his own desires!" Jin Xiangdong stuffed the bag into her hand.
Hearing this, Lu Jia'er sneered, "Is this funny to you?"
"Last time, I took you to a hypnosis session without your permission. And I apologized to you formally. But it was a total coincidence to meet you here!" Jin Xiangdong explained.
"You may fool others but do not forget what I do for a living!" Lu Jia'er said.
Jin Xiangdong shook his head and sighed. "I should not have helped you!" with that said, he turned around and walked away.
Lu Jia'er looked as he went and groaned. She headed toward her car. When she pulled the door open and was about to get inside, she closed the door, took her bag and came back to go after Jin Xiangdong.
She saw him going toward the restaurant where she and Su Han had kebab. Su Han and Jason were greeting Jin Xiangdong warmly.
Lu Jia'er wondered if she had really misunderstood him.
So she misunderstood him, so what? She had always found his behavior unfathomable.
Lu Jia'er turned around and was about to leave, only to bump into a passer-by. She felt chilliness on her chest.
"I am sorry, so sorry!" The girl that bumped into her apologized at once.
Lu Jia'er lowered her head. Her clothes around her chest was soaked with green liquid. Since she was wearing white dress, the stain stood out. Because her dress got wet, it stuck on her skin. Her breasts were faintly showing.
"I am sorry. I didn't mean it!" The girl apologized to Lu Jia'er again.
Lu Jia'er felt tonight turned out to be strange. She used her bag to cover up her chest. She didn't make a big fuss about this. "It's okay."
"Do you need me to pay for your dry cleaning?" The girl asked.
"That won't be necessary!" Lu Jia'er waved her hand. Right at that moment, someone reached out his hands and put a light beige suit jacket on her.
Another act of hero saving the beauty! Lu Jia'er was in a daze for a moment. She turned around slowly, only to see Jin Xiangdong again.
They stood there and looked into each other's eyes. Lu Jia'er did not know how to describe this surreal night. Soon, Su Han and Jason came running over.
"Again, I am deeply sorry!" That girl apologized again.
Lu Jia'er stared at that girl. To be frank, the first thing that came to her mind was if this girl was planted by Jin Xiangdong.
That being said, that girl didn't seem to be acting. She must have bumped into Lu Jia'er unwittingly.
"It's all right. Off you go now." Lu Jia'er told the girl to leave.
As that girl left, Lu Jia'er turned to Jin Xiangdong, who was standing by her side, holding her shoulders. His tall figure cast a shadow over her and she was leaning on his chest like a little woman in love. Somehow, she was getting a familiar feeling.
Looking at her, Jin Xiangdong slowly relaxed his grip on her shoulders.
"Jia'er, is everything fine? Have you been hurt?" Su Han asked, her voice filled with concern.
"I am fine. Just got some drink spilled on me." Lu Jia'er replied, with her hands pressed on the suit jacket that Jin Xiangdong put on her.
"Ace told us just now that your bag was snatched by someone in the parking lot, Professor Lu!" Jason said.
Hearing this, Lu Jia'er could not help but turn to Jin Xiangdong. With the suit jacket off, the close-fitting black T-shirt accentuated his sexy figure. When he looked at her, tenderness was flowing in his eyes, which made her feel creeped out.
Lu Jia'er did not want to spend another second with him. "You can go back and enjoy your meal. I will leave you to it," she said.
What she heard was the familiar voice that was Jin Xiangdong's, "I will give you a ride back!"
Lu Jia'er refused without thinking, "No, thank you!"


This is a therapeutic romance novel that mixes psychology and science fiction.

Lu Jia'er is a professor in psychology who is able to read the minds of anyone in the world. One day, she meets a special man, a legendary genius in the IT world rumored to be ugly—Jin Xiangdong.

In fact, he's not ugly, and it's love at first sight for Lu Jia'er. This is compounded by the fact that she can't read his mind. To figure out what's so "special" about him, Lu Jia'er accepts his invitation to join an artificial intelligence research team. In her spare time, she would pursue him.

She: "Can I chase after you?"
He considers for a few seconds. "It wouldn't be easy!"
She: "That's what I call a challenge!"
He gives her a friendly reminder. "Time is precious. Don't waste it."

Turns out that he was right. Not only is he difficult to chase, but he is also mysterious.

When the secrets slowly unravel, what kind of ending could it be?

"Dragon Heart" is one of the top-rated Wuxia LitRPG novels in Russia.

The author has been writing the story for only two and a half years, however, it already has 1400 chapters spanning 15 books. The whole story is planned out and will have over 2000 chapters and 20 books.

The Russian version has been read over 20,000,000 times.

This story has made Mr. Klevanski the #1 author on the 4 biggest self-publishing sites in Russia.
From December of 2018 till now, "Dragon Heart" was being translated into English and published chapter by chapter on several American sites.

Within a month, the story became popular with foreign readers and caused quite a stir.
On Royal Road, it was holding the top spot in trending fictions and gathered more than 2000 followers.
On Creative Novels, it's being followed by over 1500 readers.
Webnovel received the book warmly and the readers are eagerly waiting for new chapters. I hope you'll like the story, too.


Here on RR I publish a chapter by a chapter of the new books in the process of its translation. From the beginning and up to the release date.

At the date of release the chapters are to be deleted because the books are FREE in Kindle Unlimited.

You can read the whole series here:

 

BOOK I: STONE WILL

BOOK II: IRON WILL

BOOK III: BLOOD WILL

BOOK IV: SEA OF SAND

BOOK V: SEA OF SORROW

In the first book, Hadjar lost it all. His body ruined, parents dead, and his title of Prince replaced by a slave collar. It seemed like Primus had deprived him of everything.
But no one can take away a man's will to fight. Even if his heart turns into a bleeding stone due to endless grief and suffering, it won't matter.
The most important thing was that he still had the will to go on. The thought of taking revenge on his family's murderers gave him the strength to survive.
After receiving a piece of the mighty Dragon's heart, he regained his strength and enlisted in the army, where he made real friends and fought by their side in many battles. He started harnessing his new power and acquiring great knowledge.
Hadjar has already had many adventures, but this is only the beginning of his great journey, full of magical mysteries, palace intrigues, epic battles, tempestuous love and the cultivation of his power...

"Dragon Heart" is one of the top-rated Wuxia LitRPG novels in Russia. The author has been writing the story for only one and a half years, however, it already has 1100 chapters spanning 12 books. The whole story is planned out and will have over 2000 chapters and 20 books. The version in Russian has been read over 10,000,000 times.  This story has made Klevanski the  #1 or #2 author on the 4 biggest self-publishing sites in Russia. Right now, "Dragon Heart" is being translated into English and published chapter by chapter on several American sites. 

HERE ON RR IS PUBLISHING THE THIRD BOOK OF THE SERIES. 

You can buy the 1st books on Amazon or read it for free in Kindle Unlimited.

Arc 1:

BOOK I: STONE WILL

BOOK II: IRON WILL 

BOOK III: BLOOD WILL 

Arc 2:

BOOK IV: SEA OF SAND

BOOK V: SEA OF SORROW

Arc 3:

BOOK VI: LAND OF MAGIC

BOOK VII: LAND OF DEMONS

 

Description

He was born anew in a world where martial arts were indistinguishable from magic. He’d only received a neuronet and meaningless desires from his past life. What lies ahead? He’d dreamed of adventure and freedom, but those dreams were taken away from him. The same way his mother, father, and sister had been taken away. They took his Kingdom, they even took his destiny. But he is willing to wage a war, against the whole world if need be, to bring everything back. Even if a whole army opposes him, his sword won’t waver. Even if the Emperor sends entire legions against him, his step won’t falter. Even if demons and gods, heroes and villains alike, unite against him, he won’t bend to their will. His own will is iron itself, unstoppable. His name is Hadjar and he heeds the call of the dragon heart within him. 

This novel contains uncensored scenes of battle that may or may not include depictions of violence and gore. Read it at your own risk.

 

(Jaro's POV)

It's the day of Athena's visit. I prepared the agenda for today.  Lance is taking his day off and just slept in his room.Usually he would go to the library and catch up what he has missing.

Father and mother are out doing their duties and my brothers are stacked with many papers even Lance and I couldn't finish in 3 days. I'm glad father granted me this leave.

 For today, I went for a light attire. A White long sleeved polo with my formal vest blue embroidered with gold and my tie dark blue. I wore plain white slacks and shoes, Mother insisted that for today I should at least wear my casual crown. I turned down her offer but she insisted the crown.

My head is quite heavy now, my casual crown is made with silver and the jewels are sapphires. Most of my jewelry are sapphires and blue jewels because it clashes with my hair and eyes...So says my wardrobe maiden.

A knock came. "Enter!" I said.

"Your highness..." Said a young Butler as he entered my office. He was holding a tray above it is a small white envelope.

"This is from whom?" I asked as I took the envelope.

"It's from House Cynthia" The butler replied. "Excuse me your highness." Said the butler as he left my office.

I opened the envelope then scanned through the letter, it's a letter from Jenos. 

(Lord Brother, It's been quite a while since we saw each other again.  I published a new book regarding sovereignty and the delight of being royal. I'll be coming home as soon as I'm done my part here. Solitude always makes me feel tranquil and warm. I hope you'll get to read my book and tell me your insights about it. ~Your Brother, Jenos.)

It's a rare occasion when Jenos has the mood to write something to me or even inform me of something. When he published his previous book, I only heard it from my mother and when he had his encounters with the feud of two noble parties, I only heard it from father. It's feels quite nostalgic to see him did this.

I placed Jenos' letter in a drawer. I left my crown on a crown pillow above a round table then I sat on a sofa to read a book. Before I knew it I was getting drowsy. Even though I slept early last night, I had trouble falling asleep because I didn't eat dinner. A few moments passed by and my vision darkened.


(Athena's POV)


I hope I'm not keeping his highness waiting. I'm at the royal capital in my carriage. As always the people here are so joyous and progressive. It's evident that the royal family is doing so well.

I prepared books for his highness and I to review. Hopefully I'll be able to make him understand these lessons.

I'm wearing a white sleeveless gown. my top designed with white glittering roses and so with the lengts. I wore a silver sapphire necklace. Father insisted I wear this gown because of somewhat a very important reason. Although it's a visit to the palace, I didn't have didn't need all of this to present myself to his highness.

When I arrived at the palace, a servant approached me. "Greetings, My name is Grace, his highness is waiting for you in his office." She said. 

"If you would kindly let me carry your belongings." She said as she offered her hands to carry my books.

"Oh no..It's ok, I can carry them just fine, You are already working hard in the palace it wouldbe inconsiderate of you to make you carry these heavy books." I said smiling.

"If you say so Madame." Said the servant...I'm not used to being called as such...

"If you want you could  call me Lady Athena, Being called by that title is not to my routine." I replied as I smiled.

"Very well...Lady Athena" She replied as she bowed.

"...Please follow me to the prince's office." She said as she walked.

I followed grace to his majesty's office. As always, Castle Catharia is as beautiful as ever. The white walls patterned with the most modern art style and the floor made with polished white marbles...It is always such a charm.

Grace, stopped and I looked at a familiar door. It was his majesty's office. The servant bowed "I cannot go any further, I wish you the best time here in Castle Catharia." Said the servant as she smiled warmly.

"Thank you for showing me his majesty's office." I replied.

"It was my duty, Good day Mad...Lady Athena." Said she as she walked away.

I looked at the door once again and the I placed my books on the floor. I knocked but it was answered by complete silence...I knocked again but no one responded. 

"Your highnesss?" I asked.

Still no reply. It would be rude of me to just barge in there but at the same time...It's keeping me back from my time...I need to get home immediately as to do what's left of my part as a new council member.

I gathered up my audacity and opened the door. "Excuse me...Highness?" I said.

Lying on the sofa was his majesty, in his hands I a blue covered book. I invited my self in I carried my thick books inside. I went over and took a closer look at him...

His face is flustering, Like his castle, he has that kind of charm. Like the time he fell asleep I did not disturb him. I sat on a sofa on the other side of the table between us. Waiting for his highness to wake up, I reviewed a topic easy to comprehend for his majesty to learn.

Jaro Drake Catharia 1st is the Son of a honorable emperor and empress in the Whereana Empire. He is the first prince of the empire and he vowed to give all of his life and loyalty to the land.

When he was 16, he was crowned as the future emperor of his domain. After his coronation, his life changed. He had encounters with friends, enemies, rivals and insecurities, But then House Cynthia's contract struck. It was 5 years that they proclaimed to have a truce with Royals since their feud has destroyed so many families. The house demanded that the eldest son of the royal family would marry a chosen representative picked by the Cynthias as a symbol for their unity.

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The pic is not mine BTW just edited it. Credit goes to the TRUE Artist that created this art (~￣³￣)~ The pic is from the webcomic The Forgotten Empress which I found from pinterest

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