They called me beloved of the empire.A vision. A jewel. A queen. They draped me in silk, painted my lips with crushed berries, lined my eyes with kohl to make...

It was the seventh day of the final feast. The air in the palace was thick with stale wine and loud declarations. Noblemen, flushed and bloated from drink, slurred their...

They did not yell when they came for me.They did not threaten or drag or curse. They simply removed things. First, the crown.Then the seals.Then the servants who had once...

Years have passed. The rustle of court robes no longer wakes me.No one knocks on my chamber door with updates from the empire.No one asks for my counsel.No one speaks...