Chapter 5 · free to read
The girl who never spoke forgot nothing. Every secret whispered near her lived on in her flawless, silent hands.
Fear would only teach the girl to hide. Lianyu chose the harder binding.
She had no voice to swear with. So she swore with the only thing that had never lied for her — her hands.
The dead were not the only women in the palace with ambitions. The living wives had begun to notice whose flowers everyone feared.
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