Chapter 21

Dorothy Hagglin stepped into the library.

She spotted Professor Theodore at a table with three other boys and scowled.

Abel sat with him.

Theodore belonged to a clan of Gloom Elves and finding that out had made Dorothy jump with joy.

From what she knew of the hierarchy, Elves were at the very top and lived lives of nobility.

If Dorothy Hagglin could find her way into Theodore’s affections, she may be able to marry into a life of carefree bliss.

The boy standing in her way was the annoying Abel.

The tall, dark-haired brat had seemed dumb and quiet at first but had turned out to be a menace in waiting. A few weeks into her plan of capturing the romantic interest of Theodore, Abel had begun butting into her conversations and steering the Half-Elf away from her at every opportunity.

Wanting to strangle his arrogant self was the mildest of the violent thoughts in her mind every time she saw him.

She str