Mara never liked losing.
And she especially wouldn’t lose to someone like Gerah—a dull, awkward princess with no title power or charm… or so she thought.
After witnessing Prince Xavier tuck that flower behind Gerah’s ear, something snapped inside her.
“She wants to play main character?”
“Then let me remind her who really owns this story.”
That night, Mara visited a secret chamber beneath her estate—the one she wasn’t supposed to know about. Inside, books of ancient noble witchcraft lay hidden. Passed down from her mother’s bloodline. Unspoken, but real.
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With trembling fingers and a burning heart, she whispered a spell.
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Not to hurt.
Just to embarrass.
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The next morning…
Gerah woke up late.
Servants were panicking outside her chamber, whispering and avoiding eye contact.
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When she looked in the mirror, she gasped.
Her hair had turned lavender. Bright, glowing lavender.
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“W-What the—?!” she panicked.
Anya rushed in. “Princess! There’s a royal brunch this morning. Everyone’s already there!”
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Gerah wanted to disappear. “I can’t go out like this!”
“Um… Princess,” Anya whispered, “people are already talking. If you don’t go, they’ll say you’re ashamed.”
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Gerah gulped and nodded.
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At the royal table, all eyes were on her.
Some laughed. Others whispered.
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But Prince Xavier stood up, walked over to her, and smiled.
“You changed your hair,” he said.
“It suits you.”
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Gerah blinked. “You… don’t think I look weird?”
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Xavier leaned closer. “Weird is what makes you stand out. Let them stare.”
Behind them, Mara’s smile faltered. The spell was meant to humiliate, not… enhance.
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“Why does she keep winning?” she muttered to Hannah, fists clenched.
“What is she even doing right?”
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Meanwhile…
Jiru caught Dahlia humming while cleaning. She accidentally bumped into him, spilling water.
“Oh no! I’m sorry, my prince!” she bowed, panicked.
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He laughed softly. “Don’t worry. I’d rather have a little mess than miss hearing you sing.”
Dahlia blushed, the warmth of the moment lingering longer than expected.
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From the shadows, Marco watched. His gaze never left Dahlia—and his heart twisted.
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Back in her room, Gerah holds a rose Xavier gave her again. Her reflection shows the lavender hair… but also, a growing confidence in her eyes.
“I’m not just a side character anymore,” she whispered.
“I think… I’m rewriting myself.”
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