Miss Forsythe was right about one thing.

“Oh, it’s just as beautiful as I remember,” Miss Forsythe had sighed as soon as they landed.

To Fable, the whole ride had been a blur but she’d heard the sighs and gasps of awe and delight when they announced they were right above the Capitol City, Areston.

Violet had been in tears at the sight but that was nothing new.

Fable’s first glance of the city wasn’t until they’d piled into ...