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#9 House Ceremony, What?

Auteur: Rhiannan Marie
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Rowyn POV

I blinked at Aster like she'd just summoned a kraken in the middle of my floor. "So what is this fucking ceremony?"

"The House Sorting Ceremony," she repeated, sipping her Coke like this was perfectly normal and not a complete nightmare in the making. "This Friday. We all get assigned based on our magic and traits. You know...fire, air, earth, water, shadow... The whole big ancestral cosmic destiny drama."

I groaned and flopped backward onto my cloud of pillows. "I hate dressing up. I hate ceremonies. I hate people watching me. I especially hate ceremonial dresses made of itchy glitter doom."

Aster giggled, kicking her feet in the air. "It's not that bad. I mean, unless you trip going up the platform stairs and flash everyone your underwear..."

I shot up. "That's a thing that could happen!?"

She snorted. "It did happen. Last year. Still iconic."

"I swear to the gods," I muttered, "Why the fuck is this happening? I was almost executed a week ago and now I have to do fashion s
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