![]() ![]() Outside, torches flicker on the guard posts that surround Ironrose, evenly spaced flares of light that keep the grounds from ever going truly dark. The heat of the day has bled off, leaving cool air to stream through my open windows, and my fire has fallen to glowing embers. Rhen and I have separate chambers, befitting the crown prince and the lady he’s to ally his kingdom with, but he always visits before retiring to his own room. Now I’m Princess Harper of Disi, and Emberfall hasn’t advanced to the point of having electricity. ![]() I’m no stranger to waiting in the darkness, but when I was on the streets I had my brother’s cell phone, and I’d count every minute. It’s one of the few things I regret leaving behind in Washington, DC, but when darkness has fallen, dinner feels like a distant memory, and Rhen has still not returned to his chambers, I want to know what time it is. ![]()
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