ght filtered through arched stained-glass windows, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the ancient marble floor beneath her fe
ton Palace," she thought, trying to hid
egacy of the Windsor lineage. Battles won, crowns passed, and gods themselves bowed to noble figur
sensed her lady's nervous energy but didn't press. She knew better than to
gons, roses, twisted vines. The wood shimmered faintly under the light, as if it had been bathed in oil and polished b
is it, Octo
ed the doors open with both hands, her fingers trem
d her stole
crystal hung from the ceiling, refracting dawn light into shimmering halos that danced along the white marble walls. Beyond the crystal-paned windows, a garden bloomed so vividly it bordered on su
ntil her eyes la
arie W
hird eldest
led the bullying against October with the skill of a seasoned commander. Every insult had been calculated, every rumor
ober with her effortless beauty and for
e déjà vu?" October mut
loud, curtsying with grace so polished it g
th exaggerated disdain. "Can't believe
idn't matter. "Forgive m
u d
-Marie," came
posure unshakable, her voice firm but never loud. Regal and poised in a muted g
orgiven, October. Just don't let it happen
ber said with sweet obedi
s wasn't warm, but it was ju
n awkward silence-save for the clinking of utensil
ver rim of her porcelain teacup. Her thoughts, however, were loud. Each breath
ce... this family... they d
f. The moment she was out of sight, she exhaled the br
and women who'd gone to war, brokered peace, shaped nations. None of them would have made r
h her skin didn't fit quite right. She slipped inside,
for yourself," she told Glor
he maid said with
le
e let herse
silks in shades of ivory and silver. She stared up at it blankly, hands resting on her stomach, he
is twisted tapest
ere six
re. In their mother's absence, she had assumed the role of lady of the house. She commanded attention in
, and brilliant, but emotionally distant to a fault. He never lifted a finger agains
compliments and sweetly delivered venom. She wore her jealousy like perfume. Ev
ober in public. She wore scars like medals and honor like armor. She saw through
d
r other half
nd in the dark. May, who had
e matched your own. May had followed Anna-Marie like a moth to flame. She soaked
, spitting the words like ash. "Don't expec
ay October stopped
r chambers, her chest ached w
family she
e one she
go home," s
ietly behind her ribs l
ow where home