Rise of the Unfavored Princess - Chapter 164

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The flame flickers on the wick, illuminating nothing on this fine day that doubles as my birthday.

“I’m 12,” I say, looking down at my half-eaten cupcake. I pluck out the candle and perhaps out of habit, Finn immediately takes it from me and tucks it away god knows where.

“You are, your highness. Congratulations,” Finn says in an even tone, not allowing for the slightest hint of emotion to infiltrate his tone. The fox has fully grown into a politician, cloaked in a s ...