For my wife, Isabelle, I gave up my dream of becoming a mage. A price I paid gladly. But now, years into our loving marriage, she’s the one pushing me to attend the Academy.
This is where the queendom's elite hone their power. I expected the disdain of the nobles for a commoner like me. I did not expect the Academy’s greatest challenge.
And that challenge has a name: Lucretia. She’s the Crown Princess. Blonde, blue-eyed, and fair-skinned. Perfect, they say. I can't disagree.
So why are her ey...