Early the next morning, sunlight filtered through the seawater, casting dancing, multicolored spots of light across the walls and floors of the palace in the Spirit Shark Sea. I slowly opened my eyes; Jiyue was no longer beside me, likely having gone off early to handle affairs of the tribe.
I sat up on the edge of the bed, still ruminating on the strange dream from the night before, those two names echoing endlessly in my mind. As I sat in a daze, handmaidens filed in, carrying washing utensils and exquisite garments.
"Princess Consort, it is time to rise and wash," the handmaidens said softly.
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