When I wake up I can't feel my hip. Or my arm. It's my leg. Honestly the only thing I can feel is my head. Which is killing me.
I struggle to lift my head and am rewarded with a lovely view of the white sheet surrounding my bed. I flop my head back onto my bed and sigh.
"Is anyone here?"
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Wings of Gold (temp title)SHELVED
FantasyA young princess is sent to infultrate the enemy and gain their technological knowledge. While there she meets another young woman who changes everything.
