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By the time I was thrown into the Cold Palace, I was already a month pregnant. The royal physician shakily spoke through the crack in the door, saying this pregnancy probably wouldn't last. I only laughed, while my personal maid Grace cried her eyes out. Only I knew the truth. This child was Death's last card. I lied to the tyrant, Richard Sinclair, and told him the baby was his. For the sake of his "only heir," he raised me back to the top and restored all the glory he'd once taken away. But until the day he died, he never knew I was carrying the reincarnation of his sworn enemy from a past life, Alexander Knight, the war god prince he had once murdered with a cup of poisoned wine. And Alexander and I had both come back from the dead for revenge.