Grimm Academy by Laura Greenwood

Author:Laura Greenwood [Greenwood, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Drowlgon Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

I sigh, enjoying the day and lost in my memories of the ball. I couldn't have planned a more perfect night if I'd tried. Everything about it had been magical, and if I could live it over and over, then I would do. The only thing that could make it better is if Enver turns up now. But I know he won't. He has classes until mid-afternoon, and can only join me for the final meal of the day.

Nothing can spoil my day. Especially since they're serving my favourite soup for lunch.

Fatin drops down onto the chair bench beside me.

Ah. Turns out I'm wrong. Something can ruin my day.

"I have a plan," she announces when I don't say anything. Apparently, my silence isn't an indication that I don't want to talk.

I eat a spoonful of my soup before responding to her, hoping that I can work out what she's talking about in the process. "What kind of plan?" I ask eventually.

"To get power."

"I thought you were going to win a Prince to get that?" I ask, paying more attention to my soup than to her. I don't want to be having this conversation. I get that she wants to be the kind of woman with her fingers in all the pies, but I don't get the impression she wants to gain that power in a legitimate way.

"Yes, and I'd hoped to somehow convince Enver that he wanted me, but he doesn't seem interested in anyone but you."

"Hmm." I want to be able to tell her that Enver and I are just friends, but after the kiss at the ball, I don't think that's true any more. Nor do I want it to be.

"So what's the new plan?" I ask, mostly because I'm genuinely curious. If there's something that could secure my life so I never have to tell Enver I'm not a real princess, then that's something I want to do.

A thread of guilt flows through me at the idea of lying to him for the rest of our lives, but I'm not sure what other option I have. The more I fall for him, the harder it's going to get to tell him the truth. Even if I want to blurt it out every time I see him, I know I can't. I need to find the right words.

"Have you heard of genies?" she asks.

"The magical beings?"

My blood turns to ice in my veins and I barely hold myself back from twisting the ring around my finger. There's no way she can know about the genie in my ring, right? I haven't told or shown anyone. Maybe one of the servants heard us talking in my room?

I dismiss the notion. We're careful, and the genie is too powerful to be caught because of a tiny bit of accidental snooping. If she knows about my ring, then it can only be because she's seen or heard about one before. There's no way it can be anything else.

"Yes, the magical beings.

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