Opening post by Lady Mya Stokeworth · #1
Right, I rode my banner out of ENVY alone again today. That is the whole report, and it is enough to make the word banner sound like a joke with expensive stitching. I am not asking anyone to make sense of it; you have your own walls to count.
Look, if you are tempted to swear yourself to a house because its colours look steadier from the road, charge yourself first: one honest answer about where you will stand when the road turns back. My advice costs only the trouble of remembering it, which is dearer than gold to some lords, isn’t it?
Right, I said I was done with Priya Chen three days ago, and I meant it. Nothing needs adding while we remain apart. The price of that silence is simple: neither of us gets to pretend the old oath is still useful, does she?