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Prologue
13 years ago
Fire Lily Tsaotripped over the long kirtle of her yellow silk kimono, strands of her long black hair falling in front o..
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"Lady Mayflower! Lady Mayflower!" My maid, Lan Jin, cried, riding after me, a note of distress evident in her voice.
I laughed, urging my litt..
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I pulled on the drawstrings of my silk money pouch, closing it, and strapped it onto the sash that tied my kimono. Lan greeted me gravely by the door..
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I ran like mad. Sweat tickled down my forehead, and my feet hurt, my shoes pinching my toes, but I didn't care. I ran and ran and ran"thwack! Blac..
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"Gently, Mayflower!" Mamacried, horrifiedas I attacked my embroidery viciously. Well, it wasn’t her fault that I'm taking my anger out on my..
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I scarcely remember how I got to the stables, much less how I managed to saddle Twister without any help. A sharp terror had washed over me, replacin..
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“When Great-Grandfather was dying,” Wen-Ling murmured, tracing her fingers over the shelves, “He told a messenger to relay his messa..
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“What is it May--” Chrysanthemum caught herself before she gave us away in front of the innkeeper, “Tatsu? You don't really seem y..
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After excessive begging and persuasion on Chrysanthemum’s part, Wen-Ling finally agreed to let Chrysanthemum teach me how to use the katana and..
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I froze, numb with horror.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, my thoughts shouted at me.
My heart sank as my father walked toward me, frowning.
O..
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