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My younger sister pretended to be the one who saved the General and married him in my place. I watched her put on the wedding dress and walk into Northwarden Manor in glory, stepping all over the life that should have been mine. The first time he saw me after the wedding, something in his eyes changed. He stared at the scar on my wrist for a long time before finally saying, "The hand that pulled me out of that pit back then had this very scar." My younger sister's face changed on the spot. The moment she turned around, she bribed a servant to tamper with my tea. She thought she was the only one plotting. What she didn't know was that the Sovereign's spies had already seen everything. The day the Royal Decree arrived, she knelt on the ground shaking like mad as the gates of Northwarden Manor opened and closed once more. The one who went out was her. The one who came in was me.