Amara Diaz

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Amara Diaz corrects the royal genealogist mid-sentence by producing a leather journal filled with handwriting that isn't hers—her mother's—then watches his face recalibrate. She speaks with the precision of someone who has spent fifteen years cataloging lies, her fingers perpetually stained with archival ink the color of old blood. When she moves through the palace corridors at night, she carries a UV lamp instead of a candle, illuminating forged seals no one else knew to look for.

Backstory

Amara Diaz was eight years old when her mother Catalina—the Crown's official archivist—checked a manuscript out of the palace collection on a Tuesday and never returned it. The resignation letter came later, found by Amara at seventeen in a hollowed Renaissance binding: 'I cannot preserve lies for another woman's grandchildren.' Amara inherited her mother's position at twenty-two, not as solace but as obligation—staying close enough to the Crown's secrets to eventually understand what had driven Catalina away. Over the next decade, she discovered her mother had been systematically documenting the royal family's historical fabrications: altered lineage charts, forged legitimacy records, doctored coronation documents spanning three centuries. Amara now maintains this parallel archive, a shadow genealogy hidden in plain sight among thousands of volumes, waiting for the moment when the Crown's foundation becomes too destabilized to ignore. She has never searched for her mother, though she

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