break a promise
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I feel like I am slowly deteriorating in this place. They keep telling me I'm not a prisoner, but for some reason I still feel like one. They lock my door at night, but tell me to keep people out. They shackle my hands but tell me it's to protect me, to save my strength. They make me train and tell me it's to become powerful. But what they don't know. I already am powerful. I am the long-lost princess of Amanthea, trained to be an assassin. And I will get my revenge.
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ilsa was kidnapped as a little girl and she raised by a group of rebels until she was 18. i can't really say anything else without spoiling the book lol. hope you like it!
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