Forgotten princess

Previously

…Anya met his gaze, a newfound resolve hardening her expression. “Perhaps,” she said, her voice steady. “But I could not stand by and watch them suffer.” She looked out at the faces of the townsfolk, their gratitude evident in their weary eyes. “This is the world, Kael. And it needs more than just sunlight and silk.” As the last rays of sunlight faded, casting Oakhaven into a deeper twilight, Anya felt a shift within herself. The sheltered princess was beginning to fade, replaced by something stronger, something more determined. The real world, with all its harshness and its beauty, had begun to claim her. And she, in turn, was beginning to claim it.