My first received confession was from a friend of a friend, asking me to prom. Later found out it was actually a lie by my friend to set us up. Quite meddlesome, like this little sister.
My condolences on the loss of your mother! I went through similar feelings when my father passed. Thank you for translating this chapter. I enjoy reading it each time.
How can Trashta have ZERO empathy? Like, OK, say the empress were infertile...why would you go around spreading that fact? Especially as someone who was devastated by the loss of her own child! Is there something worse than a gold digger? because that's what Trashta is.