Some souls never rest. Some names were never meant to be remembered.Velmoria is a kingdom where oaths are stitched in blood, and the past is buried beneath silk and silence. Five years from now, Virelya Ilven will be executed for treason — but when she awakens in her own body with a soul that is not hers, the future begins to unravel far too soon.Oria does not know why she was chosen. She remembers the cold, the dark, and then — lace gloves, noble halls, and the scent of old thread soaked in something older still. The noble House Ilven is both sanctuary and prison, its elegant halls woven with secrets: a cursed oath, a locked tomb, embroidery that whispers if you listen too closely.She wears a stranger’s name. Sleeps in a stranger’s bed. Smiles with a stranger’s lips.But nothing in this world is as it seems — not the prince who watches too closely, not the knight whose loyalty cuts too deep, not the scholar in the tower, nor the oath-bound family she now calls her own.To survive is not enough.She must remember what Virelya forgot. She must break what Virelya bound.Before the Black Thread pulls her under too.