Fae Dick thought when the Selection of Prince Asher was announced that she should enter. She knew her family wouldn't be too thrilled at the prospect, but Fae was always known to do things spontaneously, and she was looking to get more out of her an...
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August 13th
10:39 a.m.
"Stop giving me that look, Indie Fae."
My eyes flicker up to my brother's face, who has his eyes narrowed at me. I sit up straighter, stretching a little as I try to figure out what he means.
"What look?" I ask, putting down the novel that is currently sitting in between my thumb and pinky. I lay it down flat against the couch next to me.
Seth looks annoyed. "I don't know what look, but it's definitely a look," he replies, walking over to the kitchen, leaning against the counter.
