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Chapter 102

Author: Sunkissed
last update publish date: 2026-11-10 23:47:29

**Elira's POV**

I could survive a prison. I could not, it turned out, survive a curtsy.

"Again, Highness," said Lady Corvina.

She was the Queen's master of ceremony, a long, thin woman of sixty with a face like a carved saint's, and she'd been correcting me for two hours. I stood in the center of a mirrored hall, in a gown I'd been told was merely *practice,* and sank into my seventh curtsy of the morning.

"Too deep," she said. "You are not apologizing."

I rose and tried again.

"Too shallow. Yo
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