Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 456 - 171 Black Swan and White Swan_3

The princess in a white dress embraced the prince, and they danced together, spinning around in the dance floor, their snow-white skirts swirling like the feathers of a swan, so beautiful that they became the center of everyone’s attention.

Yet, in a corner behind the audience, a dark-haired girl in a black dress silently watched the scene unfold from a standing mirror placed against the wall.

Later that night, the princess returned to her chamber and once again stood in front of the vanity mirror, though this time there were no maids present in the room, just herself.

Looking at their reflections in the mirror, the two girls began to argue; afterward, the girl in the white dress lowered her head in silence, then suddenly picked up a pair of scissors and heavily smashed them against the mirror.

The mirror shattered, blood flowed from between her fingers, she covered her face and wept, then fell asleep.

The next day, she met with the prince again, they walked together, dated, and time swiftly passed by, and before they knew it, their wedding day had arrived.

Under the gaze of all, the prince placed a floral crown upon the princess’s head, then they embraced and made their vows, fingers intertwined, and the crowd cheered for them, lively and joyous.

But in another gray world, the dark-haired girl in a black dress sat beneath a shattered mirror, able only to watch the outside world through a singular narrow shard, overwhelmingly alone.

Life after the wedding was happy and joyful, the princess with white hair and a white dress gradually forgot about her other self and seemed to fully immerse herself in a brand new life.

However, another girl of low status but charming and cunning began to approach the prince.

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She first fell in front of the prince, eliciting sympathy from the handsome prince, then she displayed her frailty, making the prince’s heart melt, and he picked her up and carried her home.

As they became familiar through repeated interactions, the girl who liked to act coquettishly and was utterly compliant to the prince began to steal his heart, while the princess, the legitimate wife, was increasingly neglected.

Until one day, unable to endure it any longer, the princess confronted the girl and slapped her, and this incident was exploited by the girl, who had already planned for it.

The prince arrived just in time to see the struck girl and the haughty princess, and began to condemn his once-beloved for her cruelty and jealousy.

Their relationship began to deteriorate, and after that, under the cunning girl’s machinations, misunderstandings unfolded one after another, and the relationship between the princess and prince grew worse and worse.

Finally, one evening, after the princess drank the beautiful wine handed to her by the prince, she spat out blood, then her body lost strength, and she was in intense pain; she wished to ask what was happening, but she couldn’t speak, and when she tried to grab the prince’s clothing, she was disdainfully brushed away.

Only at this moment did the princess realize the prince’s coldness and resoluteness, but there was no one left by her side to help her.

As death approached, the princess rolled and struggled in the room, but the door was locked, and she could not knock it open; tears of despair flowed unceasingly.

Perhaps only at this time did she remember the other self she once had, the one in the mirror.

But the new vanity mirror in the room was no longer the cursed mirror, and she could only futilely knock against it, with no response.

Regret, remorse, pain, despair, and hatred tormented her, twisting her form, as her snow-white gown gradually reddened.

In the end, she slit her wrists with a sharp instrument, allowing the blood to flow over the mirror as she scrawled curse words, until her eyes slowly lost focus and gently closed as she lay before the vanity, as if asleep. Explore more stories with novelbuddy

The bloodstained mirror now glowed faintly, the patterns around its edges warped like spreading dark vines, and the once tainted glass became clear again, reflecting a girl with jet-black hair and a long black dress.

The girl lying in front of the vanity slowly lifted her head, and her hair and dress began to change color, while the girl in the white dress in the mirror fell into an eternal sleep.

A new wedding was soon held in the church, and as the crowd celebrated the union of the prince and the cunning girl, with cheers and festivities, the doors abruptly opened, and the princess in a jet-black dress slowly stepped inside.

Her appearance surprised the guests and the prince, and the girl in the prince’s arms showed a look of disdain, as if mocking the struggles of the loser.

However, the laughter did not last long.

As the jet-black princess waved her hand, knights clad in black armor entered, wielding longswords decorated with Black Swan emblems, and they began to run through and cut down congratulating guests one by one, spreading screams and panic throughout.

Soon after, the entire interior of the church transformed into a grim scene of black and red beauty, as guests lay sprawled on the ground, their dark red blood blossoming like red roses on the snow-white marble floor.

The prince trembled in fear, hugging the girl by his side, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, while the girl in black slowly approached until she stopped in front of them.

Just when the prince thought the girl in the black dress might forgive him, the jet-black princess reached out her hand to a knight at her side.

A blood-red longsword was placed in her hand, and then as the prince’s eyes widened in horror, the sword edge descended, splattering blood onto the girl beside him; she struggled, her hands fumbling through blood and bodies, retreating like a rat.

Watching her wretched state, the dark-haired girl’s mouth twitched slightly, then she left without looking back.

Seeing the dark-haired girl leave, the girl cowering in the corner heaved a sigh of relief, thinking she had escaped this act of revenge and judgment.

But three days later, in the city’s square, the scheming girl was tied to the stake and burned to death under the accusation of plotting against the prince.

After everything ended, the jet-black haired princess stood in front of a tombstone, gazing at it for a long time, until at last, she placed a bouquet of intertwined black Roses and white roses on top and walked away.

The screen gradually darkened, and with that, the story came to an end.

"Dark Fairy Tale: White Swan and Black Swan"

At last, the title in beautiful font slowly appeared, and the screen froze there.