They bathed me, prepared me, and clothed me in a white dress that was almost transparent. I looked every bit like a harlot—probably a cruel joke by Lurien. Soon, I was tossed into a carriage that was headed for the Royal Palace, Nocthrax, named after our Kingdom, Noctheria.The closer we got to the Royal Palace, I realized I wasn't strong at all. I once prided myself as a brave and powerful woman, intelligent too… But now, bound in chains like a criminal, I couldn't stop the overwhelming sadness, fear, and helplessness from taking over.My chest felt like a dead weight with all the emotions pressing down on me. I wanted to scream, pull my hair, break things, cry until I passed out but instead, I sat calmly like I wasn't losing my mind.Lurien hadn't even let me take any of my prized possessions, not even my family's crest, he didn't even let me leave a letter for when my brother, Zayan returned from his business trip. How was Zayan supposed to deal with this news? How was I supposed
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