PREVIEW
... news of revolution and impending disaster a silence thick as cold porridge, heavy enough to drown a conversation before it begins. Such silences, I’ve found, rarely last long in this particular palace.
This time, Mara was the first to break it. "If we’re officially on the brink of chaos, does that mean we can skip etiquette lessons today?"
My mother fixed Mara with a look sharp enough to slice bread. "If chaos canceled etiquette, we’d never have learned table manners at all."
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