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Hera had never felt nervous all her life, not even when she’d been brought to the orphanage. But as she stood facing the blue gate, her nerves failed again. She was shaking from head to foot, her heart drumming so loudly she’s worried the guard would hear it. So, swallowing hard, she moved away from him. He was trying to usher her inside, attempting to wrap his hand around her waist, but no way, no way would a stranger touch her, even if he’s an official of that damn school.
‘I can walk on my own, thanks!’ she thought, shooting him a furtive look.
“After you, m’lady.” The driver moved back a little, bowing as he pointed the small doorway on the right corner of the gate.
Feeling this day wouldn’t get any weirder, she walked through the doorway and felt a cold fountain-like curtain whooshed past her body. Blinking, she looked back at the doorway but ended up face-to-face with a stone wall. Her breath hitched as
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