Vale of Dreams (Fey Academy for Spies, #2)

by C.N. Crawford

Talan assumes that I’m playacting for my family and for his guards’ sake, but I’m playing two characters, one on top of the other. My roles are as layered as the onions I dug up.

I'm just a chick, playing a chick, disguised as another chick.

It’s one thing to dance with Serana or Darius under the bright lights of the training room. It’s quite another thing to dance with the Dream Stalker seconds after he slit a man’s throat, then drank his mead.

Bro lol