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Previously on The Queen of the Underverse…Rebecca is on her own — but along the way, she ends up saving a bus full of kids… or younglings, as they call themselves. In the process, she discovered a side of herself she didn’t know existed — one that could fight, bleed, and protect those who needed her most. Now— She’s finally reached Amberford, marking the first quarter of her journey home. Hopefully, there won’t be any more delays… Ye saga continues…

Tales from the Memory Market were never written down. They can’t be. The Memory Market Council wouldn’t allow it. However, they can be found in the Unwritten Library located on the eastern shores of the Fallen Sea. There are over 1000 volumes. The following tale is from a collection of stories by a Memory Market Merchant called Auntie Myne. She likes to think she’s being kind. This is her last story before she disappeared.

Queens leave fancy notes. Providers leave warnin’s. Blue moon’s up. Aetherrucks hummin’. Younglings in cages tryin’ not ta cry. I’m bleedin’ a bit—don’t make a fuss. If ya see a dagger in mah back, do me a kindness and don’t pull it out. Cursed things got rules. Rebecca? Folks whisper Queen when she runs past with that big damn tree. Maybe she is, maybe she ain’t. Crowns don’t matter much when bars need bendin’. She laughs in a storm and still carries ya out of it.

Ah, Chapter 15. Strange, isn’t it? I’m dead, and yet my voice still trails after the story like perfume on an empty throne. That’s the trouble with queenship in the Underverse — you never quite leave, even when you’re gone. Rebecca thinks she’s only carrying a tree trunk. She imagines herself improvising, astronaut-turned-barbarian, battering her way through mercenaries. But we both know she’s hefting something heavier: the kind of weight that decides who lives and who doesn’

Ah, Chapter 14. Rebecca stumbles forward, clinging to her little notions of courage and family. She believes she’s rescuing children, defying mercenaries, and being the noble astronaut. What she doesn’t see is how easily her newfound “strength” could crush the very things she’s trying to save. She thinks it’s training. It isn’t. It’s corruption. The Underverse doesn’t hand out power without a price, and I know exactly what that price is.

So apparently, we’ve made it all the way to Chapter 13. Rebecca thinks it’s her story—“astronaut lost in space, family back home, blah blah heroic glow”—but let’s be honest, without me, she’d have been ground into space-dust chapters ago. Do I get credit? No. I get called an “attendant,” like I’m here to fetch tea and polish helmets. Still, the author insists on dragging me along. Sarcasm and wit, he says—that’s my job. He doesn’t even bother with my real name. Anyway, Cha

Astronaut Rebecca Lopez has been through a lot: lost in another universe, traveling with creatures she barely understands and doesn’t quite trust. She thought she’d found her way home, but it was only another version — not hers. All she knows now is that the road to Amberford may hold the true way back. Now - Rebecca is on her own again. But in the Underverse, the road never belongs to her alone. Ye saga continues...

Rebecca’s fury burns hotter than ever as she confronts bonds she never asked for, forcing her to choose whether to sever them or carry their weight. Alone on the road to Amberford, her resolve hardens—while in the shadows, unseen eyes are already waiting. Ye saga continues...