Chapter 3 · free to read
She turned my own trap on its hinge in a single breath. In the inner court, the truth is only whoever the Dowager decides to believe.
She had counted on a trial of words, where her name outweighed mine. Not this.
A gamble. But I had one thing she did not know I knew.
The poison she used numbs the throat before it kills. She flinched — because she knows exactly how it dies.
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