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Blood tells the truth. The Crown tells the rest.
Sela Voss was never meant to be chosen.
In one night, House Voss loses its name, its rank, and its place among the Crowned Houses. Sela's mother is marked by a curse, her family is cast into the Commons, and Sela is named by the fountain in her sister's place.
Now bound to a match she barely saw and a future she never asked for, Sela must learn to survive among the people she was raised to look past.
But the Commons are not empty ruin.
They are crooked houses, shared bread, stolen laughter, patched magic, and painted suns on old doors. They are dangerous in ways the palace never warned her about-and kinder in ways it never wanted her to imagine.
And as Sela's old life slips further away, one question becomes harder to ignore:
If blood always tells the truth, why does everything about that night feel like a lie?
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