Chapter 8 EIRENMOOR: THE GIRL WHO LIT THE PILLARS

CHAPTER EIGHT

VIOLET

The carriage from Valdris left at dawn. I sat with my trunk at my feet and my herb kit on the seat beside me.

I watched through the small window as the palace gates closed behind us. I had spent two months inside those walls.

Two months of learning every corridor, every staf...

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