Sophie shoved Eden back toward the area where suitors were supposed to wait. I flashed her a scathing look. Couldn’t she see that her daughter was miserable in such confined quarters? I was so aggravated I missed the drawing. “And the suitor is… Miss Eden Everhart!” The world came crashing to a halt. My sister’s last name was the same as mine: Saint Lucent, not Sophie’s maiden name. I shot my stepmother a horrified look. “What game are you playing at?” Sophie simply smiled back. “It’s no secret that the prince despises you. If you’d been able to charm him, we wouldn’t be here now. So why
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