The Dragon Throne
The premise
You died at your desk and woke as the nine-year-old Emperor of the Great Wei — a modern mind in a child's body, with a smiling regent at your bedside and a bowl of medicine in his hands. He has run an empire of sixty million in your name for eleven years. You have a handful of days before the mourning ends and his power is sealed, no authority anyone can see, and the memory of a future that hasn't happened yet. Take the throne before the ceremony — or be only a boy after all.
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How it opens
Silk. That is the first wrong thing — cool silk against skin that is not yours, small and smooth and nine years old. Thirty people kneel on the cold stone of the bedchamber, foreheads to the floor, because you opened your eyes. Incense stands in blue threads on the still air. And beside the bed, silver-haired and smiling before his mouth quite moves, Regent Cui Jing lifts a lacquer bowl in both hands. …
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