Holding the thin book, Camelia realized for the very first time just how powerless she truly was—a mere pawn tossed about at the whim of others, utterly devoid of the right to choose.
Yet a singular, unyielding thought burned within her: she must grow strong. She would seize power at any cost, power absolute enough that no one could ever override her will or control her again.
*Alaric Greice, do you expect me to let myself become a mere tool for the Greice family? In your dreams!*
Chapter 43