I finally know the truth about myself. And it sucks.
It’s one thing to be thrown headfirst into a fairytale world filled with wonder and magic.
It’s quite another to learn that you’re not the princess in the story after all.
Now that my life has completely imploded, I don’t know who to trust anymore. Especially once Gunn decides to take me to the Green Lady’s “secret village”, where I learn more about my family’s history than I ever wanted to.
Being stuck in the Amazon rainforest with only Zig and Jonathan for company is far less fun than I imagined. (And I imagined it would be a nightmare.) But eventually I do learn to trust them, which is kind of ironic since the one has vowed to kill me, and the other wants to impregnate me with a whole litter of creepy Pendragon babies.
Now, some people (Gunn, for example) might say you’re in trouble when your sworn enemies become your only friends.
But hey, what do they know?