I feel everyone’s eyes on me as I walk the length of the hall. The queen waves her lady away and motions for me to sit next to her.
“Would you like to see the book?” she asks.
“Yes, please, Your Grace.”
“Come sit beside me, and I’ll show you how I read.”
The book is beautiful. It’s bound in leather with golden designs on the cover. The pages inside are thick with black marks on them, and there are beautiful drawings with colors.
“Would you like to hold it?”
“Yes,” I breathe.
She places it in my lap and lets me turn the pages. They feel like thin leather.
“It’s from Frankland,” she says. “Now I’ll show you how I read.”
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