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Chapter 11

Author: Barbara
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-04 02:54:54

Her insides swelled with an indescribable joy as each clank of her magnificent boots blessed the hall floors. They were black and threaded, with gleaming gold soles. They were a bit weighty, yes, but they weighed like the treasures they were. Totally worth it. A few students from the academy stopped, gawking openly at her feet. Just as she wanted it. She savoured every bit of it. The castle was definitely her runway.

Her cousins spotted her instantly.

“Freya!” Nadia pulled her in a huge hug.

“How’s my little munchkin?” Erwin chimed from behind.

Freya’s eyes widened, caught completely off guard. “I'm not your little munchkin” she cleared that up quickly.

He made an “eh” with his face, scrunching his nose under his downturned mouth. “Sassy pants will do”

“Oh, she got you good,” Nadia said, looking up at him from over her shoulder, nodding approvingly at her.

“Yeah, no one asked”

“Whoa. Would you look at those” Nadia gasped at Freya's boots in complete admiration.. “By the Moon, they're
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