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They called her Marley's property.
Not a daughter.
Not a girl.
Not even human.
A weapon.
Y/n learned that word long before she understood the meaning of freedom.
Raised beneath crystal chandeliers and suffocating expectations, under the watchful eyes of the Tybur family, she was shaped into something flawless. Elegant. Obedient. Untouchable.
From the age of five, she was told:
"You belong to Marley. Your blood belongs to Marley."
And her blood is not ordinary.
It carries the blood of the Fritz.
Royal. Feared. Powerful in ways even Marley does not fully understand.
She can feel the Titan shifters - their anger, their sorrow, their hidden fears. And when fate chooses, a single moment strikes like lightning, binding them to her in a way that cannot be undone.
After that, they feel her too.
In a world that admires her beauty but cages her spirit, Y/n remains humble, never asking for devotion, never seeking a throne. She does not want power.
She wants freedom.
But in a time where freedom is becoming the most dangerous word of all...
what will the blood of the Fritz demand from her?