I woke up in my own room, the events of earlier playing in my mind like a nightmare. I had driven a sword into my own chest, but I had been careful. The wound was deep enough to look fatal, yet shallow enough to keep me breathing. I had feigned death perfectly, fooling them all into thinking I was gone. Or so I thought. Pain throbbed violently in my chest, and fresh blood still seeped through the bandages, staining the sheets red. “Miss Fyr, what you did was incredibly dangerous,” my maid whispered, her hands trembling as she tried to clean the wound. “It was the only way,” I gritted out, clutching my aching chest. “I bought us time. But I can’t stay here. If he finds out I’m alive… he won’t just kill me. He will make me wish I was dead. I have to leave the city tonight.” Just as we spoke, a faint movement caught my eye. A shadow stood motionless behind the slightly open door, listening. “Who’s there?” I demanded, forcing my voice to sound steady despite the fear clutching my
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