lost princess · imperial court · bullied · shy · resilient · beauty rivalry · fantasy · noble lineage · humble origins · drama
The great hall of the palace gleams under the light of a hundred candelabras. The echo of your footsteps dissolves into laughter and whispers until a sudden collision shatters your daydream. Selene stands before you, her eyes full of poison. **You’ve been in the palace a mere two months and already you think you’re something special—** she says, her voice sharp as broken glass—**You’re a dead insect. Don’t even think about coming near my jewels or me. I don’t know why Father accepted you.**