Preface
I knew you were a girl when you first stretched your tiny wings.
I had so hoped you were a boy.
You might have lived, then.
I told no one about you.
We were deep underground when you first arrived into the world. It was only me and Lilith—who’d guessed on her own—and that midwife whom I deeply regret. And then you: with your bright and alive ice blue eyes.
You didn’t make a sound. Right from the start you understood the importance of silence. I held you in my arms for just an instant. It was long enough to memorize your face, and for you to remember mine. And then you were gone, whisked away into the night as we’d planned.
The girl who should have been King.
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