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You have asked me how I came to be in this place, before most other awoken guardians.
I do not know.
Perhaps the Queen remembers who I was and if I had another name, but I would not ask her even if the idea of her presence did not fill me with loathing.
Do not seek your past among the people calling themselves Awoken. You will only find children forgotten and whispers best left unheard.
We are not all Ana Bray, born with her former name in her pocket and the legacy of her family within dangerous reach. She was lucky that her search did not bring her grief or death.
Or worse.
Be content with your name and your life. You are a guardian, and you hold no allegiance to the Queen.