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The Cursed Princess Who Can't Live Past 21
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The royal family of Verodian, which reveres physical strength, only considers exceptional children as candidates for succession. For five hundred years, this family has only welcomed boys, and only boys are allowed to learn swordsmanship.
In such a family that values strength above all, being born a girl is akin to misfortune. Moreover, she bears the family curse; from the moment of her birth, her life is on a countdown, destined to end at the age of twenty-one.
However, the little princess does not mind. In her past life, she was an orphan suffering from cancer, barely surviving with the help of society.
Choosing to fight against fate, she worked hard to gain admission to a prestigious university, only for her condition to worsen on the day she received her acceptance letter, leading to her untimely death.
Now reborn into this novel's world, it feels like she has been granted an extension of twenty-one years of life—at least she can live healthily and happily for a while.
Days passed, and the queen continued to weep as she held her close.
The little princess reached out her chubby little hand and gently patted her mother's shoulder. "Isabelle, are you comforting me?" The little princess nodded. The queen was taken aback.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?"
The little princess nodded again and made cooing sounds in an effort to respond.
The queen felt somewhat at a loss but firmly believed that their little princess was a genius. The compliment brought immense joy to the little princess, which reassured the queen. "Even if you're not a genius, that's okay. I just hope you can grow up healthy."
That day marked the little princess's selection ceremony, a tradition of the Verodian family where generations of princes chose the powerful Holy Sword Tsunami as a symbol of their lineage.
As the doors of the Sword Hall slowly opened, the little princess was momentarily dazzled by the opulent palace. She was equally captivated by her three brothers and the emperor's trusted aide, Biaton. They were all so incredibly handsome!
In the center of the palace stood the Holy Sword known as Tsunami. All she had to do was crawl over and grasp the sword. However, the problem was that according to the original plot, today she would face her first life-threatening crisis here.
The empire had a powerful organization called the Spirit Sword Institute, where many hardliners could not tolerate the princess choosing Tsunami. According to the storyline, just as the little princess reached for Tsunami, assassins would spring out to kill her.
Although the little princess ultimately survived by sheer luck, she was not the Princess Isabel from the novel.
She dared not rely on chance; after all, she had just begun this new life. Every day, surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women, with delicious food awaiting her indulgence in the future, how could she bear to take such a risk?
In her previous life, she had been unable to enjoy food due to illness, so in this life, she was determined to savor every bite. Therefore, she had to make a choice different from that in the original story.
Looking at her proud and indifferent father on the throne, the little princess had a bold idea: instead of choosing her father's sword, why not choose her father directly? After all, he was the empire's greatest sword.
Yet facing her cold father made her a bit nervous. She slowly crawled toward him, humming a tune to bolster her courage. This action stunned everyone present; even the emperor couldn't help but ask his confidant Biaton, "What is that?"
"A strange melody; it is likely an instinctive magical chant."
In Biaton's homeland, children who could perform magical chants were believed to possess great magical talent. However, the emperor thought he was talking nonsense—how could a princess born in the Swordsmanship Empire possibly have magical talent?
At that moment, the little princess encountered an obstacle. Using all fours and summoning every ounce of strength, she climbed up the steps. Although she was panting heavily from exhaustion, her heart and lungs felt perfectly fine. Unlike before when even taking a deep breath would cause pain in her heart, this healthy body brought her immense joy.
Finally reaching the last step, the little princess looked back at herself with satisfaction, feeling incredibly accomplished. Her proud expression left the emperor speechless.
Now came the exhilarating moment; she crawled to her father's feet and gave him a big hug.
The Emperor stared in astonishment at the chubby doll hanging from his leg, while the little princess rubbed against him incessantly. "Is this what Daddy smells like? So my little sister is such a cute presence!"
At that moment, the Crown Prince, Simon, suddenly praised the little princess, which caused the Third Prince, Micelle, to react defensively. "Brother, am I not cuter? Or is it that Sister is the cutest?"
For the first time, the little princess experienced the laughter of family, something she had never encountered in her previous life.
Unconsciously, her lips curled into a smile; this must be what it feels like to have a family. She tugged at her father's pants, struggling to climb up. To make it clear to everyone that she had chosen the Emperor, she suddenly leaped into her father's arms and shouted in her baby voice, "I choose the Emperor!" Watching her antics, the Emperor fell silent.
"Biaton reminded him, "Your Majesty, it seems the princess has made her choice."
Their eyes met, and it appeared that Biaton could communicate effortlessly with the little princess.
"The princess said you are the Empire's greatest sword, so she chose you." However, the Emperor did not believe that an adult could converse with an infant. Having been a genius since birth, he naively assumed that if he couldn't do something, neither could anyone else.
To prove this to the Emperor, they began a game of blinking.
As the little princess followed Biaton's instructions and blinked her eyes, the Queen and her brothers burst into laughter.
The Emperor's probing gaze fixed on the little princess startled her so much that she nearly toppled backward. Fortunately, at that critical moment, the Emperor caught her just in time.
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