Her successor would live in the palace & call herself a pixie, for the pixie & the palace were tied together forever.

The Durslings would be furious if they knew about Victor. Lowly descent was the last thing they want in the family.

Nusrat lifted her face and met his eyes. Brown to black. Innocent to predatory. Virgin to impure.

“I don’t want his sweets, khuda (God). I want my sister. No more sweets for me, khuda. Only my sister.”