Amongst the plethora of courtly women, only the Chalice of True Love could assure the prince's undying loyalty to my sister.
The Empress's references to "deceitful tactics" were thinly veiled jabs at my humble origins.
She pledged me to the Beast King, handing me the Elixir of Endless Remedies as my dowry.
Her warning me to stay compliant and avoid making waves.
Given that the beast tribes were regarded as the lowest and faced impending extinction by the humans, she placed me directly in harm's way to ensure my struggle.
For Phoenix women, born with bodies that mend and revive, the Elixir was nearly superfluous.
My sister fancied that the Chalice of True Love would secure the prince's heart solely for her.
Yet, they underestimated his ambition; his love was merely a facade.
On their wedding night, he mercilessly severed her wings.
Confined and scourged daily in the dungeons, all to harvest her celestial core.
But the Elixir I possessed healed the Beast King's fragmented soul.
With my aid, he ascended swiftly to enlightenment.
In gratitude, he bestowed upon me the title of queen, granting me dominion over the beast realms with unparalleled power.