The Weight of a Golden Cage
Lady Aurelia sat in absolute silence before the towering polished mirror of her ancestral chambers.
E.g. ：My heart stopped seeing my husband and best friend kissing on our porch swing.
- 1、The Weight of a Golden Cage
- 2、A Sudden Shiver in the Blood
- 3、The Shattering of the Illusion
- 4、The True Bloodline Revealed
Morning sunlight filtered through heavy silk drapes that had been woven from the finest threads in the northern provinces.
Her loyal maids moved in absolute synchronicity around her shoulders with combs, pins, and ribbons.
They were preparing her for the annual Sunstone Festival where she would officially inherit the vacant throne.
Yet the crown felt far too heavy for a head that was already plagued by terrifying and impossible nightmares.
For weeks, a low murmuring voice had been echoing inside the deepest chambers of her conscious mind.
It spoke of bloodlines that had been rewritten by deceit and kingdoms built upon ancient, forgotten lies.
She kept these terrifying visions strictly to herself because royal princesses were never allowed to show weakness.
A Sudden Shiver in the Blood
The lead maid, Martha, gently smoothed down the velvet collar of Aurelia's ceremonial white gown.
A sudden and violent shiver shot straight down Aurelia’s spine like a bolt of jagged lightning.
Her breath hitched in her throat as a wave of intense, blinding heat radiated beneath her skin.
Martha stopped brushing and stared closely at the sudden crimson flush creeping up the princess's neck.
"Your Highness, your skin is burning up," Martha whispered with a sudden knot of fear in her chest.
Aurelia tried to speak, but her vocal cords felt completely paralyzed by a sudden surge of raw power.
The air in the luxurious bedroom grew suffocatingly dense and heavy with the scent of ozone and ash.
Objects resting upon the mahogany dressing table began to vibrate and slide across the polished wood.
The Shattering of the Illusion
Panic rippled through the gathered maids as they rushed forward to grab the swaying princess.
One maid reached out to steady Aurelia's shoulder, only to be thrown backward by an invisible wall of force.
The heavy silver crown slipped from the velvet cushion and shattered into jagged pieces on the floor.
Every single burning candle in the massive bedchamber extinguished instantly, plunging the room into shadow.
A brilliant crimson light erupted directly from Aurelia’s chest, illuminating the panic in her servants' eyes.
