NYRA’S POVI sat up slowly in bed the next morning, wincing as the bandages pulled tight around my side. The garden attack still felt unreal, like a nightmare that refused to fade. Servants moved quietly around the room, bringing fresh water and clean clothes, but their eyes kept darting to me with worry. The investigation had continued all night. I could feel the tension in the fortress walls, thick and heavy like storm clouds gathering overhead.A knock sounded at the door. Two guards entered with a young maid between them. She looked pale and shaken, her hands twisting together so hard her knuckles turned white. Tears already streamed down her cheeks before she even spoke. She dropped to her knees the moment she saw me.“Your Majesty,” she whispered. “I am the one who let them in. The rogues. I opened the side gate during the change of patrol. I had no choice. Someone from His Majesty’s family forced me. They are holding my sick mother hostage in the village. If I refused, they sai
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