Book 6 Part 7

“Good evening, Your Highness,” a stewardess said, as she showed me to a seat. “I’m Gwendolyn.”

“Hi, Gwendolyn,” I said, and sat down.

The inside of the jet was luxuriously decorated in blue and gray. Each seat held a family crest, and I read the name St. Claire on them. Everything smelled new, and...

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