I am a 3-year-old girl — the youngest and only sister in a powerful family known throughout the land. My five big brothers are all much older than me, each with their own strength and role in protecting our family’s legacy. Ever since our parents died a few years ago, they’ve raised me together, doing their best to fill the space that Mother and Father left behind. Our family name carries weight — people bow when they hear it, and others whisper about our power, our wealth, or our bloodline.