Chapter 13

My daughter,

I should be with you today, celebrating your sixteenth birthday. But duty keeps me away. I’m sorry.

You are the daughter your mother and I only ever dreamed of. The world has not always been kind to you, but never forget who you are. You are a Dragov. And Dragovs never yield. Never break. Not to power. Not to fear.

I love you more than this crown will ever let me show.

Papa

—Yori Dragov to his daughter

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