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At the banquet celebrating the new King, Damian Browning's accession to the throne, the Queen Mother promoted me from a princess's maid to a noble lady, the King's concubine. All the noble ladies in the capital were waiting to see how the queen, Helena Erickson, would give me hell. Everyone knew Helena was notoriously jealous. She'd even forced her own sister to become a nun back in the day. And I was an orphan with no parents. Even my surname was a gift from the royal family. But I couldn't care less. Since my lover, Edwin Gilbert, fell on the northern frontier three years ago, marriage became meaningless to me. Being Damian's concubine wasn't so bad. I needed this status to uncover the truth behind Edwin's death on the battlefield. They laughed at me for not winning Damian's favor, but I laughed right back at them for only knowing how to scheme for Damian's attention. The last thing a competent concubine needed was the King's affection.