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: A direct confrontation with the Emperor himself.

: Navigating a labyrinth that shifted according to one’s deepest fears. : A direct confrontation with the Emperor himself

While there isn't a single "official" story with that exact title, the phrase usually refers to the subgenre of "Selection" novels (similar to The Selection by Kiera Cass). Since you're looking for a story, here is an original short tale written in that style: The Jade Rose Selection Since you're looking for a story, here is

Valerius, eyes like molten gold, stepped down from the dais. He didn't take her ribbon. Instead, he took her hand, and for the first time in decades, the palace floor stopped trembling. The Selection was over, but the reign of the Jade Rose had just begun. The Selection was over, but the reign of

"You don't need a wife to decorate your throne," she whispered, her palms glowing with the cold, steady light of the North. "You need a pillar to help you hold up the sky."