Mirror strode down the ornate halls of the palace, cursing the day she accepted this job. It seemed so simple at the time: advise the King Regent Victor--a contradiction of terms everyone recognized except the King Regent--by telling him exactly what he wanted to hear. When he wanted to hear his new hairstyle made him look like a silver fox and that all the ladies in the kingdom were swooning for his chiseled jaw, then that's what Mirror said. When he wanted to hear everyone thought he was a just and kind ruler, the fairest that they'd ever seen, then that's what she told him.
Mirror touched the outline of the paper hidden inside her jacket pocket as her heels clicked against the palace's tiled floors. It was becoming increasingly difficult to tell the King Regent he was "fair" with a str
