Little Clover

Elizabeth Wilde had a difficult childhood, if you could even call it that. She didn't know where she came from, who her parents were, or why she even existed at all. Was it all some cruel joke? She was alone and the only thing that she knew about herself really was that she was a slave.

But just after her 18th birthday, she accidentally stumbles upon a special ceremony meant to pair grimoires with their owners. In awe, Elizabeth manages to work up the nerve to sneak into the ceremony, but to her surprise, she unexpectedly receives a grimoire of her own.

Elizabeth, knowing nothing about magic and grimoires, takes it and runs, ignoring all the shocked whispers and gasps about her grimoire having four leaves instead of just three.

**Please note that the photos used to create the cover are not mine, the cover itself was created by me, but the original photos do not belong to me**

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