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My husband Edward Lancaster and I were once the most devoted of rulers, a king and queen who truly loved each other. We reigned side by side, grew old together, and wanted for nothing, except one sorrow that time could never soften. Our daughter perished on the road to a foreign marriage, sent away to seal a treaty, and I never forgave myself for letting her go. Then the King's Mage came to us. He claimed he had studied the forbidden arts of Wintergarde and could turn back the years. I agreed with Edward. We vowed that this time, we would save our daughter and never send her to that fate. When I opened my eyes, I was standing in the great hall once more, young and trembling in my presentation gown among all the other noble daughters being introduced at court. Edward was there, just as I remembered him. But something in him had shifted. I watched him walk past me, the queen's tiara resting gently in his hands, and place it upon the head of my half-sister instead.