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Elara turned crimson. "My... my seamstress. She’s very loud. In my head. I mean—I’m tired!"

The mental cacophony became so loud that Elara clutched her head and accidentally blurted out, "SHUT UP, MARTHA!" The balcony went silent. Julian blinked. "Who is Martha?" 1 : The Tsundere, the Prince, and the Voices of...

Inside her head, the ancestors went nuclear. “TELL HIM HE LOOKS LIKE A GOD,” Martha roared. “APOLOGIZE!” Catherine screamed. Elara turned crimson

Elara looked at Julian, then at the empty air where her ghosts resided, and finally gave in. She leaned forward, pecked him on the cheek, and immediately pushed him away. "There. Now leave me alone so I can think in peace." She’s very loud

These weren't ghostly whispers of wisdom; they were a rowdy peanut gallery of former queens who lived inside her head. When Julian offered her a hand to help her onto her horse, Elara would snap, "I have legs, Julian, use yours to walk away."