Talia's POV

Somehow, Ken had convinced me to see the same bloody doctor who would always remind me of Kael's death.

He said getting whatever bit of my memory that could still be retrieved was essential.

I kinda agreed. At least I'd be able to identify anyone from my past and know how to role play Isla properly. By then, it would also come with expectations that I now recognise every single person I come across in this palace.

“Careful there.” Ken sympathized as I hit my foot against one of the steps leading to his vehicle.

I was as meek as a lamb for slaughter. He kept my hands...