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When the Princess entered the room, her face froze in terror. Yun wanted to get up and tell her everything would be all right, but as he rose from his chair, his mother's hand landed on his arm.
"Don't," she whispered.
While Yun might disagree with his father, he never disobeyed his mother. Reluctantly, he subsided.
When the Princess reached the foot of the dais, she fell to her knees, as though they would no longer carry her. Again, Yun felt his mother's restraining hand on his arm, and again he resisted going to the girl's assistance.
Yun's blood simmered as his father tormented the girl, calling her names while the court laughed. He charged her with crimes that should rightly be laid at Chinggis' door, not his daughter's, but no one else seemed to care.
And then his f
