His Despised Stray Is A Hidden Queen

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om smelled of aged cedarwood and enchanted floor wax, a cold, suffocating scent that clung to my throat. High on the stone walls,

e icy, his knuckles digging into my palm. He stood half-hidden behind my

r-rimmed spectacles. He gave us the kind of sweeping look a pureblo

ice trembling right beside my

les gently, signalin

r-threaded serpent crest of the Price lineage catching the pale chandelier light. He leaned ba

provide. "And your mother's inheritance is now under my legal administration. Let us stop pretending, Aurora. You are an eighteen-year-old orphan who was just suspended fro

eavy center drawer of his desk. He withdrew a small, c

crash. It slid across the glossy surface, com

radiating absolute authority. "In the mortal world, five hundred Glowgold exchanged into pound sterling can buy

he few gold coins inside clinke

generosity, Uncle?" I asked, k

f Stellaria Academy completely. You sign over the administrative rights of your mother's remaining vaults to me, to compensate for the resources this

l I could hear the faint ticking of th

ow our entire inheritance under the guise of 'compensation'," I said, a

ved the entry trials, constantly flagged for violent duels in the lower districts. You are practically a s

with raw fury as he stepped out from behind my bac

cing a firm hand on his

s for the house guards, the double o

ue trimmed robes of Azure Gale House, cut from fine silk that shimmered with every step. Her blonde hair fell ov

l younger sister. The go

stand up. "Why are you shouting at Uncle Raymond? He spent all morning talking to the Council of Mag

two manicured hands toward my

deways witho

ore she smoothly lowered her arms and linked her fingers in front of her waist. She had been thoroughly brainwashed b

Isla. I have already drafted the succession documents. Once your placement at Azure Gale is finalized, your late mother's entir

a short, q

ike glass shattering on stone. Mr. Hayes stiffened, and

sing, Aurora?"

mpletely blind to the fact that he only adopted her because she was docile and easily manipulated. He was using her as a puppet to

uch with reverence. Instead, I placed the palm of my ha

orboards with a violent thud, the drawstring snapping open. A handful of Glowgold coins rolled acros

his cold, narrowing eyes. "I will raise Silas myself.

slammed his palms onto the desk,

I cut him off, my

ilas by the wrist, and

you are dead to this family!" Raymond's roar echoed

over his wand holster, but when my gaze swept past him, he froze, c

me, his small chin li

ut behind us with an echoing boom, cutting off Raymond's

ting ancient wizarding duels. Two small house-servant sprites scrubbing the base

ast the empty courtyard, and pushed through

carrying the sharp sting of autumn mist and soot, but as it filled my lungs, the

rd the boundary wards. Behind us, the wrought-iron g

under the streetlamp's faint glow. "Sis... where

my faded jeans, but I didn't care. I reached up and pulled his jacket collar tight a

, tapping the tip of his cold

fingertips found the cold, circular metal of the token resting at the

e for shelter when she realized Raymond was going to bleed her dry. After all, they thought I was just a penniless orp