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Shang’s jaw tightened. “The Emperor gave us an order. For the good of China.”

She dismounted, walked to the princesses’ carriage, and opened the door. Mulan 2

“What would you have me do?” he asked. “Start a war to prevent a peace?” Shang’s jaw tightened

The mission was supposed to be simple: escort Princesses Mei, Ting-Ting, and Su to their arranged marriages in the Kingdom of Qui Gong. Unite the lands. End a generation of tension. “What would you have me do

“The good of China,” she repeated. The phrase tasted like ash. She had once believed in orders without question. Then she had dressed as a man, climbed a mountain of corpses, and learned that honor was not always found in obedience.

And for the first time in weeks, Mulan felt the ghost of Ping stir in her chest—not as a disguise, but as a truth: that the greatest battles are not always fought with armies, but with the courage to choose what is right over what is easy.

But Mulan had watched the princesses practice swordplay behind the pavilion tents. She had heard Ting-Ting whisper about the baker’s son she truly loved. She had seen Su cry into her sleeve when she thought no one was looking.