Gerah froze.
There, in Prince Xavier’s hand, was the very book she wrote years ago—but never published. “The Servant and the Sword” was a draft, a scrapped spin-off of her main series. How did it get here? More importantly… why was Xavier reading it?
"You know this book?” he asked, curious.
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She swallowed hard. “It’s just... familiar. That’s all.”
He nodded slowly. “Strange. It feels like someone knows me too well in its pages.”
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Gerah’s chest tightened. He wasn’t supposed to say that. None of this was supposed to happen.
Later that night, Gerah sneaks into the palace library alone. She searches the archives, only to find more copies of books she never finished, now bound, polished, and scattered on the royal shelves.
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“I didn’t publish these,” she whispered, touching the spine of one title.
“This world... it’s reading my thoughts.”
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Suddenly, footsteps. She hides behind a shelf. It's Mara, and she’s talking to someone—Hannah.
“She’s stealing the prince’s attention,” Mara muttered. “Gerah. That plain, useless princess. If she thinks she can win him... she’s wrong.”
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Gerah’s fists clenched, but she stayed hidden.
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The next morning, she sees Dahlia in the hallway, carrying fresh linens. For the first time, Gerah pauses and studies her closely—beautiful, graceful, shy. Just like she wrote her. And just like she feared… Gerah was no longer the invisible princess.
She was the glitch.
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But if she was a glitch… then who was rewriting her fate?
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Jiru gives Dahlia a handkerchief after noticing a cut on her hand.
“Be careful next time,” he murmurs.
Dahlia blushes, whispering, “Thank you, Prince Jiru.”
Behind a pillar, Marco watches silently, jealousy blooming
in his eyes—not toward Dahlia, but toward Jiru.
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and then Add to home screen.