The Desert Prince
Epilogue: What the Sand Remembers
They say tragedies end with a lesson and a body. Mine had both. I died in the banquet chamber, not with a roar but with a small, astonished quiet, as if death itself was surprised by how softly it could come.
The courtiers wrote what they needed about me: that I had been a fool for mercy, that I had brought palace ruin upon us by refusing spectacle, that…
