Nora’s POV
The building that was temporarily being used as a classroom was, I heard, a chapel.
The large stained-glass windows let in light that fell on the stone and the decorations on the walls, as if you could still see the chapel's former glory.
The portraits of past Queens were also hanging on the walls. They looked either gentle or majestic. In the sunlight, they seemed to come alive, watching every girl who walked in.
Like Chelsea, more than a dozen girls from noble families had already taken their seats. They sat in a small group, their backs straight. They looked at the girls from the other packs, including me, with a sense of competition.
I was already used to some of those looks. I had seen them at the horse stables.
"There she is."
"I never thought I would sit in the sam
