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... letter, I barely had time to savor my victory before a knock at the door reminded me of my next unavoidable responsibility.
Lessons.
I sighed.
I was a princess, an heir to an empire, a child of warlords. That meant endless lessons—history, diplomacy, governance, warfare, theoretical assassinations in case someone tried to overthrow me one day.
I was four.
It was excessive.
The door opened, revealing one of the royal attendants. He bowed, stiff and ...
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