“We were faced with a choice when we ascended into our positions as queens,” I said, the reality of that fact still too insane to linger on. “We had the choice to break the curse on our family line and return the Imperial Star or keep it and try to wield it ourselves. As every other member of our family line who used the Imperial Star ended up dead or worse because of the curse attached to it, we decided to take the control of our own fate back. So we returned it, and Clydinius gained a body. We thought we’d be able to fight him but…”
