Series: My Daughter-in-Law Stole My Face With the Eclipse Mirror and Made Me Serve Her Feast — Now the Mirror Is Screaming My Name

Part 1 When I refused to sign over my ancestral estate rights, she brought out the Eclipse Mirror and stripped my physical face directly from [more…]

The pantry was a single cramped room, carved from rough-hewn stone at the estate’s furthest edge. A single window, no wider than my hand, let [more…]

A sharp rap on my pantry door echoed through the quiet stone. I paused, my hands covered in flour. No one ever came here. When [more…]

Corinne Brooks, Seraphina’s chief cosmetics artisan, moved with practiced efficiency around the silk-draped dressing room. The air was thick with the scent of rare botanical [more…]

The next morning, the sound of the Eclipse Mirror’s weeping still faintly reverberated through the palace halls. Corinne’s cheek still throbbed. She had been assigned [more…]

Seraphina sat across from High Steward Kincaid in her private study, the scent of expensive cigars clinging to the heavy drapes. Her face, despite Corinne’s [more…]

The Grand Assembly Hall hummed with low conversation. It was a formal gathering, ostensibly to review the season’s harvest reports, but an undercurrent of tension [more…]

Seraphina stormed from the Assembly Hall, the last remnants of her composure shattered. Julian trailed behind her, his own face a portrait of fear. The [more…]

I was asleep on my straw mat, the single lamp extinguished, when a frantic pounding jolted me awake. The moon had long set. The air [more…]

The air in the palace felt thick, heavy with the unending, agonizing cries from Seraphina’s bedchamber. The sound, a constant, chilling echo of “Mother,” had [more…]