ISAIC'S POV
The last time I saw Father this elated, I had turned nineteen and phased into an angel, the first in our kingdom. Mother couldn't stop touching my wings, but she seems even more fascinated by Sarah's uniquely adorned ones.
Sarah has been incredibly calm since we descended down, she hasn't said a word, just stares with a dazzled expression.
"Are you okay?" I ask. She looks up at me, then back at the smiling faces touching her wings, she doesn't answer my question.
I watch as one of the maids that used to work for Irene fights her way through the crowd to touch Sarah's wings. Sarah cringes, holding onto me for the first time.
Doreen told me that even the servants I paid to take care of Irene mistreated Sarah to please Irene. How did I forget to fire all of them?
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