I’m a Fake Saintess but the Gods are Obsessed

Synopsis

I’m a Fake Saintess but the Gods are Obsessed Chapter 135 has been released. Ariel Celestin's fingers tremble as she hastily scribbles notes by candlelight within the cold stone walls of the palace sanctuary, her mind racing against time. Appointed a patron saint mere months ago to solidify the crown prince's claim to the throne, Ariel has already fallen under scrutiny – and every misstep brings her closer to execution. The whispered rumors seeping through the hallowed halls hint at nothing less than treachery, their dark undertones cinching around Ariel like a vise. One desperate scheme materializes in desperation's twisted brilliance: fleeing the temple under the cloak of nightfall, aided discreetly by benevolent deities enamored with Ariel's 'saintly' charm. She stands poised on precipice's edge, breath caught between surrendering all control or making one final, reckless gamble. And then – disaster strikes: Ariel's flight sets off a chain reaction drawing firestorms of curiosity from the unlikeliest trio of adversaries. At the very helm sits Edouard Beaumont III, mercurial merchant and steel-eyed financial strategist whose sight never strays far from shrewd opportunity. His influence spreads wide tentacles across this web – swiftly ensnaring Ariel within its teeth-sharp coils. Ripples spread outward with little more than the whisper of Ariel's name – igniting clandestine fires that ignite once-dormant furies now liberated from shadows. Accessible chasms gaping hidden turmoil reveal beneath edifices veiled beneath pomaded dignity. Holding together tattered threads of reality unravels danger suspended too precariously above perilous precipices. How long will it take before every last secret spilling forth imprints irrevocably upon Ariel's persona? Until fragile balance disintegrates completely amidst sharpened egos forging hazardous alliances along twisted histories, those fuelled shadows speak amid faint whispers...