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My husband, Prince Lionel, was the old emperor's youngest son, born a full twenty years after his brother, who became emperor. Because of the age gap, the emperor basically raised him like a son, and when Lionel came of age, the emperor wanted to find him a wife from a good family with an excellent reputation. That was how he picked me. I figured marrying Lionel would set me up for life. He was the emperor's favorite, all that royal favor. I thought I'd have it easy. It turned out Lionel wasn't built to last. We'd barely been married three years when he died. My father tried to talk me into coming home. "Maybe you should just come back. I'll ask the emperor to release you from your obligations." I laughed it off. "A princess doesn't get to remarry. I might as well stay a widow." At twenty years old, I became the youngest widow in the Imperial City.