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asked you a question. Clearly you didn’t belong in that place. So where do you come from? What were you doing there?” I heard the snap of a whip and flinched. “Don’t make me ask again.” I bit my lip to keep the hysterical rise of laughter inside. Would this man truly whip me? I, who had until recently, been a princess of Camelot and a royal fae. I might as well reply, I thought. Not with the truth, though, of course. “I don’t know,” I lied. I wasn’t about to tell him I’d dropped in from another world after destroying my own grandfather, who might or might not have been the closest thing my
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oh man, between this and the guy smelling like apples im already feeling worried about how fast this could end up on my TBR please be wrong I need a goodread!!
was, but I let her continue. What she called Classical Sangrathan was simply the Old Tongue in Aercanum. She touched a finger to the crest gently. “All of your clothes will be emblazoned with it. It’s to mark all of the First Years. We don’t have a house motto or crest yet, you see.” “I thought I was House Drakharrow,” I said,
With a sinking heart I realized something. “No bath,” I said, my voice sounding hollow with disappointment, even to me. Florence perked up. “You actually have your own private bathing room just through here.” She pointed to a door I’d mistaken for a closet and I sighed in relief. “Hot water?” I asked hopefully. She nodded. “That’s one of the nice things about being at Bloodwing. You don’t even need to call upon a servant to fetch it. We have real copper plumbing. They’ve had it here for centuries. Highbloods are extraordinary. They really think of everything.” She beamed.

