My Mother Thought I Was Moving to a Slum—So She Brought 50 Relatives to Mock Me. They Didn’t Expect the Address.

waiting for a prince to rescue her. She was the queen who’d built her own castle, and she held every key. The drawbridge was up, the moat was full, and the monsters who’d tried to diminish her were finally, permanently, locked outside where they belonged.

The palace stood strong. And Elena stood stronger.