He needed to be careful around her. She was friends with the witch. She might be a witch.
Although, when he looked closer, she didn't look much like a witch, curled up in blankets and books with nothing but her head and feet sticking out.
Tedros takes a late night trip to the library
A Princess, A Witch and, A Soldier? Three were taken instead of two on the night of the red moon. Two who believe they are in the wrong schools or want to go home, and one, who thinks she's right where she belongs. How will their story unfold? And how will the storian write their tales?