I don’t want to go back to Caspian Academy. To the narcissists and the backstabbers. But daddy dearest, AKA King Ambrose, has decided it’s time for me to go back into that particular cesspool of civilisation. You’d think students at a school for witches would be bold enough to rise above the stereotypical norms, but not at Caspian. At the top of the pile is Jacobi Ashdown; he believes he’s the … he’s the king of Caspian. He kissed me once, but he hates me now, and I don’t know why. I don’t want her back at Caspian Academy. She’s…
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