Her Mercy is Cruel

Summary

At the Harvest Banquet, my sister drank a drugged wine, and I was made to be her cure.

Afterward, our mother revealed we shared no blood and insisted I marry her.

But my sister, Seraphina, believed this decree of fate had ruined her life. In a drunken rage, she tried to end her own life with a sword.

I lost the use of my hands saving her.

Finally, her eyes red with tears, she agreed to the marriage. But once we were wed, she locked me away, forcing me to work as the lowest stable hand. She watched as my ruined hands were followed by crippled legs.