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ABIGAIL

My head pounded as I draggedht iron, along cobblestone and perfectly tries, past crystal-blue fountains and dower-faced guards They didn’t look at me, but I felt their stares all the same

I’d lost ain

I’d been caught by the press Again

“You’re in so much shit”

My older sister, Geainst pretty white embellished walls, a cup of tea in her hands When she sawI wouldn’t doubt it

“I think I heard Mom say the words ‘complete disappointh echoed through the great halls

Grayson, my brother

“No, it was ‘utterly hopeless,’” he added “The word ‘nunnery’ was also tossed around” Gee to throw my strappy heels at their heads

Both s were tall and shared my mother and father’s iconic blond hair It looked like spun rose gold I, on the other hand, was barely five foot five, and had randmother’s hair, so brown it was almost black—just so it was obvious I was the black sheep

“Where is she?”