by Lazy_lanu
Everyone says she survived the winter sickness. She knows they're lying. Because sickness doesn't leave behind memories of a man with no face... And it definitely doesn't make a king look at a mere maid like she belongs on his throne. The more she tries to ignore it, the worse it gets. Dreams that feel too real. A past that refuses to stay buried. One man haunts her nights. The other refuses to let her go. And both might be the reason she disappeared... in the first place.
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