“You are not going to tell me what to do,” I said slowly, making sure every word landed exactly where I wanted it to. “I don’t care if I’m a Princess.”The older woman straightened carefully in her chair, though I noticed her eyes flick once more toward the golden energy glowing around my hands.“Princess—”“No,” I snapped before she could continue. “You have done nothing but sit here and speak at me like I’m some object you dragged out of the woods.”The taller man’s jaw tightened slightly.“You would do well to calm yourself.”“And you would do well to stop deciding my entire life for me.”The warmth beneath my skin flared hotter.The crystal lanterns above us flickered violently.“I agreed to come with you,” I continued, my breathing sharper now, “because I wanted answers. About my parent
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