Chapter 80
Irrissa glanced at Grady, hoping he wasn’t mad about the scrolls. He gave her a small smile. Then Edaline took her hand, and they glittered away. THEY LEAPED TO AN ISLAND called Mysterium. Small, identical buildings lined the narrow streets like they’d been cut from a mold. Street vendors filled the air with the scent of spices and sweets, and conversation buzzed around the crowded sidewalks. Irrissa’s and Edaline’s gowns stood out among the simple tunics and pants of the other elves. “Hey, how come they don’t have to dress up?” Irrissa complained. “Mysterium is a working-class city.” “Oh. But wait—doesn’t everyone get the same amount of money in their birth fund?” Edaline nodded. “Money has nothing to do with social rank. Our world is ‘talent based.’ Those with simpler abilities work
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