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Vi had wanted magic. Begged for it. She’d anticipated flames like her uncle’s, like those of her forefathers. She’d never expected to see the future.
Vi gave him one last, long look, trying to uncover whatever secrets he was hiding. But the man was a closed book. It was a good thing books of all kinds were Vi’s specialty.
“Everywhere is paradise, just a different kind.”
Crown princesses did not have the luxury of clinging to past emotional distresses.
“I am too Northern to be Southern. I am too Southern to be Northern. Eastern to be Western. Western to be Eastern. I belong nowhere, and to no one, and it’s all because of some stupid magic and the words of one person—whose name you don’t even know.”
All her life she’d been complicit in the greatest lie of them all without even knowing it.
Passing judgment that would affect people she’d never met, but declaring her actions were for their best interest. If that wasn’t the burden of royalty, Vi didn’t know what was. It’s what her parents had done with her, wasn’t it? Made a decision that impacted Vi’s whole life before she was even born and declaring it in her best interest.

