I am the Seventh Princess Zorya Rhiannon Agryos
At 27 I died. My head chopped off by my ex-husband.
Honestly, it was a relief to leave this world behind.
I desperately hoped my execution would be the end of it.
But it wasn't.
I returned to the y...
I took my time cutting into the steak on my plate. Every slice draws me further and further from the conversation of those around me. Despite my new find favoritism with my father, I'd been seated to the right in the fifth seat. Far away from the people I could possibly annoy.
Finished, I reached for my wine glass and slowly twirled the red mixture before taking a sip. The bitter taste filled my mouth, my tongue felt numb. In silence my mind would become absorbed within the miasma of old memories.
"Princess Zorya, I've heard your palace burnt down recently. One, can only bend knee to destiny allowing you to escape."
I trailed my eyes from my glass to the stout man who'd spoken. His upper lip still gleamed from the oil of his dish. Viscount Chasin, a noble who dabbled in business. If cheating and taking bribes was a business. He worked in the treasury. Anyone that is close to money would have a hard time keeping their paws off the well printed coins.
"Mm, I'm sure there were many who'd have given alms to the holy church in my honor."
He frowned. Working his little brain to find the hidden puzzle in my words.
Placing my glass down, I glanced toward the head of the table to find my dear crown prince speaking to one of the guests of honor. Count Qupar, red hair blazed in the candlelight drawing my fascination. His pale skin was unblemished, and his thick lashes graced his cheeks as he chuckled at something witty my brother said. I wondered just what my brother could've said that would make the ruthless merchant laugh. The two seemed to be made to be partners.
"Surely, you're not insinuating someone was seeking to hurt you?"
Ah, the treasury pig had finally arrived at a conclusion.
"Let's just say, the fight for an overprices chair filled with woe and misery doesn't exactly wait one anyone. Not even those considered less favored," I said softly.
Enjoying the way Chasin's widened I was disappointed my little bit of fun was interrupted.
"Princess Zorya, your father was tell me you'll be attending the academy for the following semester," A amused voice spoke up.
Turning away from the stunned hamster, I faced the man who'd called my name. Red eyes holding amusement and knowing sparkled at me. The handsome Amauri seemed most eager to speak with me. Completely ignoring the panic that graced my father emperors face for a second I smiled brightly.
