I Inherited My Mother’s Poison Seal

Akiho is sorting poison vials when her dead mother’s seal turns up in the palace stores. Her eyes catch sound as color, and every face in the room leaks a shade of fear she cannot ignore. She keeps one rule. She stays useful, quiet, and alive. That becomes harder when her memory traps every detail, even the one she knows was planted inside her on purpose. The hidden memory points back to her mother’s last work and to a child the court will not speak of. Akiho wants answers, but every answer in the palace has a cost. The person who orders her work knows her weakness, and he has already used her grief once.