IVORY POV"She is allowed to enroll in the Royal Academy, alongside my daughter, Evelyn."The Head Guardian’s final decree still echoed in my ears as the heavy brass doors finally swung shut behind us. The suffocating pressure of the council chamber faded slightly, replaced by the cool, drafty air of the grand corridor. My knees felt weak, like jelly, and I had to resist the urge to slide right down against the dark mahogany paneling and bury my face in my hands.Before I could even open my mouth to ask my mom the million questions screaming in my brain, a heavy hand clapped onto her shoulder.It was Roy, the burly man who had escorted us to our quarters earlier. "Rose," he said, his voice low and serious. "The Head Guardian requests your presence in her private chambers. For further discussions. Alone."My mom went completely rigid beside me. She looked down at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of intense anxiety and strict warning."Ivory, stay right here in the hallway. Do not wan
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