Shadows

"You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it."

Zaydi Zabini knows better than anyone that a beautiful face does not generally mean a beautiful personality. In fact, the lovlier the face, the more often it's just a veil over pure ruthlessness and cruelty.

Beauty may just be a mask. But it is also a tool. Because when the mask is so alluring, why would anyone try to see past it?

Zaydi's learnt to use beauty to her advantage. But also that it's nothing without brains and wit and charm and cunning.

When you've got all of these, you're destined for the top, and nothing can stop you getting there.

Right?

Or maybe not. Zaydi's used to others falling under her spell, but then she finds herself rapidly becoming enchanted by another. And as each step sends Zaydi spiralling closer to the edge, she's going to fall, that's for sure.

The question is, will someone catch her? Or will she crash down onto the rocks below, her world in pieces around her?

The girl with the stormy eyes came from the shadows. Zaydi's beginning to wish she stayed there.