Gilly, always the skeptic but never one to leave a friend behind, sighed. "We’re supposed to be in Villainy 101, Anna. Headmistress Flora isn't going to like us sneaking out."
The "wish" wasn't a spell; it was the realization that their bond was the strongest magic they had. As they walked back to FTRS under the rising moon, Gilly realized that whether they were royals or reformers, they were exactly where they were meant to be: together. Ann-friends.rar
They gathered their closest friends—the brave and the clever—and slipped past the Gargoyle gates. The Whispering Woods lived up to their name; the wind didn't just blow, it seemed to speak in riddles. Every time Gilly thought they were lost, Anna’s intuition guided them through the shifting brambles. Gilly, always the skeptic but never one to
"It’s a treasure hunt, Gilly!" Anna whispered, her wings fluttering with excitement. "A map to the 'Heart of the Woods.' Legend says it grants a wish to those who find it together." As they walked back to FTRS under the