Chapter 1: The Crown and the Cage
They called me beloved of the empire.A vision. A jewel. A queen. They draped me in silk, painted my lips […]
They called me beloved of the empire.A vision. A jewel. A queen. They draped me in silk, painted my lips […]
HEGAI I saw her first.Before the perfume, before the crown, before anyone else noticed. She was the girl who asked
I once believed in duty.I wore the uniform. I stood still. Spoke only when summoned. I believed that loyalty protected
They call us “keepers of the king’s threshold.”Guards. Watchmen.Whatever the title, it means the same thing:We stand while others live.
I was born to serve behind veils. To walk where men do not.To speak softly, observe everything, and leave no
They call my part of the palace the quiet wing. It is not.It is full of silk and bitterness. I
They came by the hundreds. Girls from every province — frightened, painted, perfumed, chosen. I had seen it before. Each
I once knew a man who walked taller than his name. He thought himself above kings, above whispers, above the
The March of Shame I had always imagined death would be distant. A possibility, yes — but not a certainty.
The Weight in the Air I tried to hold my head high.I tried to wash off the scent of humiliation.