Irina"You look absolutely pathetic, Irina."The voice drips with venom. I slowly turn away from the cracked mirror, my heart sinking into my stomach. My stepsister stands in the doorway, her arms crossed over her chest. Stephanie is draped in a stunning red silk gown that hugs every curve of her body perfectly. Beside her stands Elise, my stepmother, looking equally pristine and wearing a scowl that deepens the wrinkles around her mouth."I am just trying to make myself presentable for the Mating Gala," I say. My voice is quiet, barely a whisper. I smooth down the worn fabric of my faded blue dress, trying to hide the fraying hem."Presentable?" Stephanie lets out a harsh laugh that echoes in the small, cramped space. She steps into my tiny, drafty attic room. "You look like a beggar who wandered in from the rogue lands. It is an insult to our family name that you are even allowed to attend.""She is right, Irina," Elise adds coldly. She doesn't even look at me. She stares at the du
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