ALICE POVI recoil as soon as Max steps away with the brand in hand. He’s watching me as though he’s assessing my reaction to the hot, searing pain, so I try to keep a brave face on even though I want to cry from the torture.Thankfully, everyone cheers, and that makes me feel slightly better. Ruth pulls me to her and wraps my arm with a thin gauze that hurts like hell the first time it makes contact. She laughs when I gasp, but she ruffles my hair anyway.“Welcome home,” she jests. “Now the only thing you need to do is train.”“But for now, we all rest,” Max announces, but he’s looking just at me. “Now that the royals know who we are and how we could be a threat to them, we need to prepare.”Everyone chants their assent, and I stand there, still woozy with pain, wondering what’s in store for me. That night, Ruth and Henry take me to my room.My bags are dirty, and they definitely need to be unpacked, but I’m too tired to do it. I just lie on the cot that they provided for me, tossing
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