A Blade Remembers by Jasmine Arch

A Blade Remembers
Jasmine Arch

The dagger slipped from my numb fingers, clattering to the floor. It should have recognized my neurological sequences.

Instead, it rejected me, the sting of shame cutting more deeply than any pain the weapon could inflict.
I was the firstborn in our bloodline since my uncle fell in defense of Lord Heerlish. His soul should have slid into this body but I’d messed up. Wrongly reincarnated into a family of prime status.

Such an abomination hadn’t happened in centuries.

I gritted my teeth, retrieved the furious blade, and braced for the next barrage of neuron stings.

No one could know.


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