The forgotten princess in the story had this incredibly bittersweet arc that stuck with me long after I finished reading. At first, she’s this vibrant, curious character who gets sidelined because of political machinations—her family basically shoves her into a remote castle to keep her out of the way while they focus on securing power. What’s fascinating is how the narrative doesn’t just paint her as a victim. Over time, she starts carving out her own space, quietly studying ancient texts and forming alliances with servants and outsiders. There’s this one scene where she sneaks into the royal archives to learn about forgotten magic, and it’s such a turning point for her character.
By the end, she doesn’t reclaim the throne in some grand, fiery revolution like you’d expect. Instead, she chooses to walk away entirely, using her knowledge to help a neighboring kingdom rebuild after a war. The last glimpse you get of her is riding into the sunset with a group of scholars and healers, finally free on her own terms. It’s not the triumphant return to glory you might’ve hoped for, but there’s something so satisfying about her prioritizing peace and purpose over power. That subtle subversion of the 'lost royalty' trope made her story feel way more human to me.