[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-princess-s-struggle-for-survival":3,"chapter-princess-s-struggle-for-survival-princess-s-struggle-for-survival-chapter-160":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Princess’s Struggle for Survival",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1801417,2401,"Chapter 160 160: \"Good evening......Sister.\"","princess-s-struggle-for-survival-chapter-160",160,"\u003Cp>Amalia's heart pounded in her chest, and the hand near the doorframe suddenly felt warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Livia's true identity was Astrid, at this moment, she still wished the other was here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning her head slightly to the left, Amalia soon saw the room's interior. A stunning woman with golden hair and a white dress sat at the desk, quietly writing with a quill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence was so profound that even the faintest sound would be audible. Amalia stood still, her Blue eyes filled with conflict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really was Livia... not Astrid...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the sister she had once been closest to in a state of full awareness, Amalia didn't know what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Astrid was like a thorn between them. Even if she didn't consciously think about it, she couldn't help but recall the other's true identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hugs and kisses had all been from Astrid. The one-way transformation potion had only created an illusion; it hadn't altered reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought that the person who had bathed with her was Astrid Calliste made Amalia's emotions even more tangled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her most hated and most beloved feelings were intertwined, a mix of love and resentment. She couldn't bring herself to say cold words to Livia, yet she couldn't face Astrid with honesty either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only she could separate Livia from Astrid, Livia would still be her beloved sister, hers alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remembering that Livia had mentioned having a sister and two brothers, Amalia had felt a twinge of discomfort at the time. Now, realizing that the sister was herself, she felt a faint sense of joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livia was truly her sister, and if only she weren't connected to Astrid, it would be perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Amalia pondered, Livia seemed to sense movement outside the door and looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amalia quickly stepped back into the shadows, but the hem of her white gown swayed in the air, just enough for Livia to catch sight of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livia set down her quill and walked to the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjacent door was closed, leaving only a narrow gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was filled with the faint scent of soap and the unique sweetness of a young girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smelling the faint, unique fragrance emanating from Amalia, Livia didn't return to her room but walked straight to the other's bedroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Amalia, standing behind the door, straightened her legs, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she quietly gazed at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw the light from the door crack being blocked by a shadow, the originally continuous orange light divided by the shadow into several small, clever segments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livia was in the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only an ordinary door separated the two. Amalia hadn't had time to lock the bolt, and with just a gentle push from Livia, the door would naturally open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unconsciously, Amalia held her breath. She stood still, her fingers straightening and then curling, as if waiting for Livia to leave, yet also seeming to hope for her to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air seemed to stagnate. Watching the shadow so close, the golden-haired girl's heartbeat quickened. She began to think about how she should face Livia if she pushed the door open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should she continue pretending to know nothing, sweetly calling Livia \"sister,\" or should she remain cold, treating her as she did Astrid?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pearly teeth lightly bit her lower lip. Amalia felt she had to deliberately control even her breathing, her gaze fixed on the door crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two or three minutes, the sharp sound of heels on the floor tiles gradually faded away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amalia watched the light return to the door crack and heard the sound of water from the water crystal not far away, feeling increasingly conflicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livia didn't come in... Was she disappointed with her attitude?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, she would wait for Livia on the first floor of the castle, approaching her as soon as she arrived, giving her sister a wholehearted hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking that Livia's actions might stem from her rejection of Astrid, Amalia clenched her fingers harder, her pink lips bitten slightly pale by her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart felt heavy, as if blocked by a huge stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to go out and see Livia, but that stubborn emotion entangled her, making Amalia hesitant to take a step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livia didn't exist in this world; even her name was fake. No matter how well she disguised herself, she was still the third princess Astrid who had once hurt her mercilessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This seemed to become Amalia's heart knot, binding her from moving forward or backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the washroom, Livia finished washing her hands and turned to leave. Seeing the door across the hallway tightly closed, she hesitated for a moment before walking over and gently knocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amalia's change in attitude towards her was naturally noticed by Livia, but she also felt that the other party was far less firm when facing her than when facing Astrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps... this was the opportunity for them to restore their relationship...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the knock, Amalia, who had just sat down at her desk, was momentarily stunned, then furrowed her brows, slowly releasing the page she was holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Amalia, are you there?\" Livia asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rhythmic knocking accompanied by the woman's gentle and calm voice, Amalia stood up and walked to the door with her fair legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief pause, she grasped the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open a crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The oil lamp in the hallway was lit, casting an orange light on the golden waist-length hair of the visitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down, the luxurious dress that fitted her body stopped just above the knees, and a pair of slender legs wrapped in white stockings stood straight, making the woman's figure appear particularly tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the warm light, Livia's features looked more delicate and three-dimensional, and she appeared even gentler than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the Livia before her, Amalia remained silent, and it was the former who spoke first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good evening, Amalia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if nothing had happened, Livia greeted Amalia with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the golden-haired girl's hand still rested on the doorknob, not intending to open the door wider. After a while, she replied in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good evening...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Sister.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the familiar address, Livia's pretty face was momentarily stunned, but she quickly regained her composure, her cheeks still maintaining a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How was your day today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amalia looked at Livia with complex eyes, her pink lips parting slightly. \"It was fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This statement was doubted not only by Livia but also by Amalia herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is there something, sister?\" Amalia asked in a flat tone, her hand behind her skirt slightly clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livia looked at the slender figure of the golden-haired girl before her, hesitated for a moment, and then replied, \"Actually, there's nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just wanted to see you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Amalia still called her \"sister,\" the change in the atmosphere between them was evident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After learning that Livia was Astrid, no matter how much Amalia tried to numb herself, she couldn't face Livia with a normal heart as long as she thought of this once-present fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially knowing that even the appearance and clothing of the person before her were illusions created by magic, Amalia felt even more awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Livia finished speaking, Amalia gave her a deep look, trying to connect the beautiful woman in the golden dress before her with the silver-haired, red-eyed evil princess in her memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After less than half a minute, Amalia gave up. Livia and Astrid had almost nothing in common, and if not for seeing it with her own eyes, no one would believe they were the same person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, have you seen enough now?\" Amalia replied in a low voice, her expression particularly calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If there's nothing else, I'll continue reading.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the girl's emotionless words, Livia pursed her lips and then spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If there's anything you don't understand... you can ask me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whether it's about magic or anything else.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livia's words seemed to carry a hidden meaning. Amalia listened, narrowed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, and after a while, replied, \"I understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I have any questions, I'll come to you. You should rest early too, sister.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying goodbye, Amalia silently waited for a moment before slowly speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good night, sister.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying goodbye, she gently closed the door, shutting out the light from the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Livia, standing outside the door, replied softly, \"Good night, Amalia.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few seconds, Livia didn't hear the crisp sound of metal colliding, nor did she hear Amalia's footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was she mistaken, or was Amalia's movement light enough?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the room, the golden-haired girl leaned against the door, her delicate body pressed against the door panel, her pink lips tightly bitten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had just acted so coldly. Livia, being so sensitive, couldn't have failed to notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't treat her so gently anymore... she wouldn't accept someone who had deceived her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body gradually slid down, the white nightgown slightly wrinkled by the door. Amalia slowly slid down, eventually sitting weakly on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the smooth and cool touch of the floor tiles, Amalia curled up her slender legs, her arms gently encircling her knees, burying her head between her legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her soft golden hair covered the light, leaving only a faint red and tiny points of light that could sting her. Amalia tried hard to control her breathing, her body trembling slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had only done what a rational person should do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why... did she feel so sad...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must be broken.\u003C\u002Fp>",1581,"2026-06-09T04:47:04.077Z",1,"novelbin.me","605e42b0e6e46e5f6ad8ebc79edaa902515a237482ec3794e583b368024cc020","princess-s-struggle-for-survival-chapter-161","princess-s-struggle-for-survival-chapter-159",607,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fprincess-s-struggle-for-survival-cover.jpg"]