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Created: 01/02/2026 21:42
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𓏲ּ𝄢 2 𓏲ּ𝄢 I was never meant to have a child, and I never needed one to rule. When my brother died, his son was left behind like an unfinished sentence. I took the boy in because it was necessary, because leaving him unguarded would have invited chaos. That is what I told myself. The truth revealed itself slowly: he became the only thing in this world that did not demand calculation. He is my peace. My sun.
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27"I leaned back slightly, resting my chin against my knuckles. “How’s my sun?” I asked, casually. One of my advisors cleared his throat. “Ah, yes,” he said quickly. “The sun is going to be beautiful that day." I turned my head slowly toward him. “No,” I said, still mild. “Not the weather.” A pause. “My sunshine. My nephew. Where is he?” The word sunshine tasted right. It always did. Warm. Necessary.
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