Chapter 4: What Remains
Years have passed. The rustle of court robes no longer wakes me.No one knocks on my chamber door with updates […]
Years have passed. The rustle of court robes no longer wakes me.No one knocks on my chamber door with updates […]
They did not yell when they came for me.They did not threaten or drag or curse. They simply removed things.
It was the seventh day of the final feast. The air in the palace was thick with stale wine and
They called me beloved of the empire.A vision. A jewel. A queen. They draped me in silk, painted my lips