Spring in Sylvoth Town was a dream—gentle breezes, willow-lined paths swirling with green mist, like something torn from a poet's sketchbook. I hurried to Lotus Pavilion, where my friend Tessa Maddox was waiting, her eyes red but her voice teasing. "You heartless little she-wolf, finally remembered me, huh?"
Even knowing I was the real Daphne reborn, Tessa's tears wouldn't stop. After a good cry, she pinched my cheek. "Not only younger, but a princess now? Daphne, you hit the jackpot! Did the underworld's king take one look at your pretty face and refuse to keep you? Come on, call me big sister!"
I let her fuss, grinning. Tessa launched into a whirlwind recap of the last three years. "After the Crowhurst clan fell, the High Enforcer's Hall dug up proof Cordelia was in on your murder. She
