TITLE: How to Save a Prince
GENRE: YA Fantasy
Maybe it was my callused hands, or the worn work boots I wore beneath my uniform skirt, but before my first day of classes ended, everyone knew.
I was a charity case.
Shifting my satchel over my shoulder, I eased into the crowd of students that filled the corridor. Even the tapestries on the walls couldn’t muffle the chatter of my classmates as they waited for their next class. I tried to ignore them, clutching my threadbare bag and peering out from behind my curtain of frizzy curls to look for my next classroom. The Teras Academy for Diplomacy and Political Studies was housed in an unused wing of the Royal Castle, and the drafty halls were nothing but a maze to me.
There! I spotted the door between a haze of burgundy and white uniforms and sighed with relief. Safety. I bumped against a tall, blonde boy in my rush to get to the classroom.
“Watch it, scrub,” he said, looking down his hawk-like nose at me with disdain. He brushed at his sleeve as if I’d dirtied it.
I ducked out of his way and around a group of girls, my eyes fastened on the doorway. I could see my desk just inside. Just a few more steps.
Then I heard her laugh. The girl who had been making my life hell since my arrival yesterday.
“Do you smell something, Sifa?” she asked. Her voice was soft and melodious, but it cut through the crowd like a knife.