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"You are trespassing in the margins, Princess!" the Historian’s voice gurgled from the sludge. "You are reading too deep!"

The bells of the Royal Capital had not stopped ringing for three days. They celebrated the return of Yuusha-hime Miria—the Hero Princess—and the dawn of a new era of peace. The Demon Lord was dead. The sky was clear blue for the first time in a decade. The people wept with joy in the streets. yuusha-hime miria read

The sunlight streamed through the high windows of the archive. The dust motes danced. "You are trespassing in the margins, Princess

"Read, Your Highness," the Historian urged, though he took a step back toward the shadows. The Demon Lord was dead

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Miria found herself standing back in the Royal Archives. The Historian was gone. The shadow-book in her hand was now a simple, leather-bound journal, empty and waiting.

Miria sighed, the sound like wind through a canyon. She approached the book. She dreaded this moment more than any dragon or demon. Because Miria possessed a curse masquerading as a talent: she did not just read words; she experienced them. The text entered her mind not as symbols, but as memories.