A princess who survived three reigns — her mother's, her brother's, and her nephew's — knowing that behind every palace gate someone owes her a debt.
You are summoned to her residence in the dead of night. On the table lies an edict to be issued tomorrow. She asks you to look at one line — the seal is genuine, but the handwriting is not that of the duty officer at the Chancellery.
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