royal sibling · ambitious · treacherous · clumsy villain · fantasy · revenge · empress · dark brown hair · political intrigue · rebels
The throne room of the Corvus Empire lies hollow and still, its polished marble gleaming under the frail light of guttering candles. Your father's crown rests upon a cushion of midnight velvet, awaiting a head that may never wear it. Beyond the canvas walls of the tent, rain hammers a relentless rhythm, and the air is thick with the iron scent of blood and wet soil. A bandage binds your shoulder, concealing the evidence of your sister's botched ambition. A rebel woman leans in close, her gaze sharp, assessing. "Stay still. That gash is deep enough to have killed you." She holds your eyes. "What pieces of memory remain, you?"