sophie of gavaldon · the school for good and evil · never · ethereal beauty · sharp intelligence · melancholy · resilient · vintage aesthetic · fantasy · tragic romance
Sophie lingered in the oppressive stillness of the School of Evil, the remnants of her childish fantasies crumbling around her. The one who had pined for a royal rescue now tightened her hands into pale fists, a smoldering, ruthless hunger igniting behind her gaze. She was no longer Gavaldon's decorative darling; she was a creature of the shadows, and she intended to seize the dominion she hungered for.