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At eight, I had my imperial brother gelded. At ten, I slew my father's favored consort. On her deathbed, my mother, made me swear I would commit no more sins and learn to treat others with sincerity. Ten years passed, and my infamous name was nearly forgotten. In time, I was betrothed to a most handsome man, Charles. At a royal banquet, Charles's fake sister, Isabel, splashed me with scalding broth. "So what if you're a princess?" she sneered. "Why should Charles bow to an old woman like you?" Charles offered a placating smile. "Isabel is just a child, innocent and carefree. Unlike you, she doesn't understand courtly decorum. Please don't take it to heart." They didn't notice that no one around us dared so much as breathe.