Summary
Her sunken cheeks, grimy skin, and fragile form marked her as no ordinary girl. Beneath the matted hair hiding her face was the empire’s forgotten princess. Driven by hunger, she left her crumbling refuge in the abandoned castle, desperate for any morsel of food. “So hungry…” she murmured, plucking a weed only to let it fall. Three days had passed without a meal. “Estrella,” she whispered, a name earned through years of patience. “Forgive my delay.” “…It’s fine,” she replied softly before collapsing into Elias’ waiting arms.