SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.

The word fiancée echoes in my mind like poison, with the force of a million jolts each time I move. I'm not safe in my dreams either, because all my mind can conjure, even when I'm asleep, is Seraphina and Lucien getting married.

I had no idea why Eldric Ravesscroft would arrange a marriage for his son with a scholarship kid like me. It made no sense to me, no matter how much I tried to think about it.

Seraphina's voice sliced through my mind, at least five times every ...