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Yellow girl, soft and clean. Yellow girl, plain—unseen. Yellow girl, overlooked. Yellow girl, won’t be Queen.
Ione did not know what the infection had done to me. At least, not the extent of it. No one did.
had indeed caught the fever so feared in Blunder, but that was an end to it—the infection had not granted me magic.
believing the lie—believing I had no magic.
“Destriers,” she said. “Or Orithe Willow and his Physicians,”
Spindle House,
My father’s house
