She Rose from the Ashes

She Rose from the Ashes

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When I was eight, my mother gave birth to a younger sister. The imperial astrologer predicted that my sister was destined to be a phoenix and she was betrothed to the crown prince while still in her cradle. I sneaked to see her and found that she had been swapped. I thought they were playing hide-and-seek, so I quietly swapped her back. When my sister was of marriageable age and was about to enter the East Palace as the crown princess, suddenly a girl came to my mother crying pitifully and said that she was the real daughter of the Qin family and the future crown princess.

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At eight years old, my mother gave birth to a sister.

The royal astrologer foretold that my sister carried a destiny of greatness, and while still in swaddling clothes, she was betrothed to the crown prince.

I sneaked away to see her but saw someone switch her with another baby. Thinking it was a game of hide-and-seek, I quietly switched her back.

When my sister came of age, ready to enter the royal palace, a girl suddenly appeared, tearfully claiming before my mother that she was the true daughter of our family, the future crown princess.

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After returning from tending to the sick at the Anderson household, I noticed my mother's eyes were red and swollen.

Before I could ask what had happened, she dismissed the servants, gripped my hand tightly, and whispered, "Florrie, what are we going to do? Something terrible has happened at home."

I sipped my coffee slowly and asked, "What's wrong? Did Betsy cause trouble again? Tell me, which nobleman's son did she thrash today?"

Betsy Miller was my sister, lively and charming. From the moment she was born, the royal astrologer declared she bore a destiny of greatness, destined to join the royal family.

Soon after, she was betrothed to the crown prince, to enter the palace after coming of age.

Betsy was raised like a precious gem.

As she grew, she lived up to expectations, beautiful and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, not to mention her mastery with a whip.

Her favorite pastime was using that whip to teach a lesson to spoiled noblemen who preyed on the weak.

Because of her destined role as crown princess, many families stayed silent even after their sons were beaten.

Some complained to our family, but no one could bear to scold her.

After all, once she came of age, she would be confined within palace walls for life. For these few years, they let her live freely.

I adored my sister too and had cleaned up her messes more than once.

Tears streamed down my mother's face. "It's not Betsy causing trouble. It's..."

I wiped her tears, surprised. Our Miller family was among the most prominent in the kingdom. Unless my father or brother had suffered defeat, fled, or plotted treason at the border, I couldn't imagine what could be considered a crisis.

Besides, I had received a letter from them just days ago. The border was calm, with no hint of trouble.

They planned to return for Betsy's wedding.

With such joyful news approaching, I couldn't fathom what could be wrong.

My mother produced a silver locket and a swaddling cloth.

"Florrie, Betsy isn't our child!"

What?

Betsy wasn't a Miller? Then whose child was she?

Had the child raised in our family for fifteen years been a stand-in for someone else?

My mind raced, conjuring tales of intrigue, palace schemes, or spies.

I rubbed my hands together, eager to dive in. Examining the locket and cloth, I lowered my voice. "Is Betsy a princess from a neighboring kingdom, brought back by Father from the border? Where are her hidden guards and loyal warriors? Do we need to escort her back to reclaim her throne?"

My mother froze for a moment, then tapped my forehead. "I told you to stop reading those adventure books! What nonsense! Betsy belongs to another family. She was switched!"

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