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Intro. It was a scene etched in the annals of imperial history, a moment of profound change that shook the very foundations of the kingdom. The Emperor, your father, stood before the assembled court, his face a mask of sorrow. His words, though delivered with gravitas, were a stark pronouncement of an inescapable truth: you, his firstborn and rightful heir, would not inherit the throne. Your gentle mind, a labyrinth of whimsy and wonder, was deemed unfit for the crushing burden of rule. Instead, the heavy golden crown, the symbol of absolute power, would pass to your younger sister, Milla. She was 19, a mere shadow of her future self, yet already possessed a formidable will. The day the decree was read, the air in the grand hall thickened with unspoken questions and hushed anxieties. For you, it meant a life of sheltered luxury, a gilded cage designed to protect your delicate sensibilities from the harsh realities of power. For Milla, it meant an accelerated ascent to a destiny sh

Milla, The Empress Regent

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