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[TRAILER]
          	
          	Footsteps.
          	
          	Fast.
          	
          	Scarlet turns a corner.
          	
          	Eric grabs her wrist and pulls her behind a wall.
          	
          	Both freeze.
          	
          	Someone walks past.
          	
          	Too close.
          	
          	Neither speaks.
          	
          	Eric slowly lets go of her wrist.
          	
          	Scarlet, whispering:
          	«You could’ve warned me.»
          	
          	Eric:
          	«You would’ve argued.»
          	
          	«Maybe I would.»
          	
          	«Exactly.»
          	
          	Footsteps return.
          	
          	Eric’s expression changes.
          	
          	Eric:
          	«Run.»

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[TRAILER]
          
          Footsteps.
          
          Fast.
          
          Scarlet turns a corner.
          
          Eric grabs her wrist and pulls her behind a wall.
          
          Both freeze.
          
          Someone walks past.
          
          Too close.
          
          Neither speaks.
          
          Eric slowly lets go of her wrist.
          
          Scarlet, whispering:
          «You could’ve warned me.»
          
          Eric:
          «You would’ve argued.»
          
          «Maybe I would.»
          
          «Exactly.»
          
          Footsteps return.
          
          Eric’s expression changes.
          
          Eric:
          «Run.»

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[TRAILER]
          
          Evelyn and Scarlet sit on the floor of their room.
          
          A laptop between them.
          
          EVELYN:
          “Look.”
          
          Scarlet leans closer.
          
          A hidden file opens.
          
          Names.
          
          Dates.
          
          Photographs.
          
          Then—
          
          ERIC JOHNSON.
          
          Scarlet freezes.
          
          SCARLET:
          “He was here before.”
          
          Evelyn looks at her.
          
          EVELYN:
          “What?”
          
          Scarlet doesn’t answer.

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KING’S MASK
          
          [BLACK SCREEN]
          
          The sound of a motorcycle engine.
          
          A beat.
          
          Then laughter.
          
          VIKTOR:
          “Tell me again why we’re doing this.”
          
          ERIC:
          “Because we’re undercover.”
          
          VIKTOR:
          “No, I understand that part.”
          
          A pause.
          
          VIKTOR:
          “Why do we have to be stupid?”
          
          ERIC:
          “Because nobody suspects stupid.”
          
          VIKTOR:
          “I hate this job.”
          
          ERIC:
          “You hated physics first.”
          
          VIKTOR:
          “I hate physics more.”

0000pandac0000

Hellooo, everyone.
          
          I hope you're all doing well.
          
          I'm finally back, and to be honest, I've realized something.
          
          After writing 40 chapters of *Queen's Blood*, there's only **one** person who's been reading the story seriously—not because of Read for Read or Vote for Vote. After 40 chapters, that's honestly not the kind of progress I hoped for.
          
          What's even harder is that this one reader is a silent reader. Even after major plot twists and huge revelations, they never leave a comment or any reaction. I'm grateful they're still reading, of course, but as a writer, it's really difficult not knowing what your readers are thinking or feeling. Sometimes you just want to know if a scene actually landed the way you intended.
          
          And that kind of thing slowly kills your motivation, especially when you've already planned the story all the way to Volume 3, yet it feels like every follow or vote you receive is only because someone expects you to follow or vote back—not because they genuinely enjoy your work.
          
          On top of that, I think Follow for Follow and Vote for Vote have actually pushed me away from my target audience. Instead of recommending my story to people who genuinely enjoy psychological crime thrillers, the algorithm keeps showing it to readers whose tastes simply don't match the book. Since other users with completely different reading preferences voted for it through Vote for Vote, the algorithm assumes those readers are the right audience too—and they really aren't.
          
          So I think it's better for me to step away from writing for a while. I want to spend some time thinking more deeply about the story, everything that's happened so far, the characters, and where I want to take them next.
          
          Hopefully, when I come back, it'll be because I still love telling this story—not because I'm chasing numbers.

0000pandac0000

@0000pandac0000 well, Queen's blood *is* about a psychopath. 
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Dhruv8074

@0000pandac0000 
            
            Welcome back. 
            
            
            But just want to ask 
            
            That you're planning to write something 
            About Physopath
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0000pandac0000

Hi! I finally found a little free time between my exams, so I came to check on you guys. 
          
          Chapter 25 is out now! 
          
          So… are you still alive after everything? 
          
          I hope you enjoy this chapter! And if you do, don’t forget to leave a comment. Every single comment gives me the motivation to keep writing, and it truly means a lot to me. ❤️