"Why— Why did I lie?" I stuttered, my face heating up in embarrassment. s**t.
"I know the West well. You’re not a noble. As a matter of fact, there"s no Ylfings Clan at all," Flavia said, casually pricking the last potato off her plate and eating it. "Pass the sauce, Oda."
My ears burned and shame curled tightly around my heart. I"d never lied about my heritage or my mother. I never had any reason to be ashamed of where I came from. I shouldn"t have pretended to be someone else just to fit in with these girls.
"I"m sorry." I shoved my chair back, standing up while not daring to look anyone in the eye. "I"ll go now."
"Ylva, sit," Flavia commanded. The power in her voice was enough to have me obey. She probably wanted to berate me before I left and I couldn"t even blame her. I deserved
