Mare goes to get made up in proper noble style by her new nameless, faceless, silent Red maids. They don’t ask me questions either, even though they must want to. Say nothing, I remember. They’re not allowed to speak to me And this is supposed to make the rebellious lower classes love you more…how? They…

Mare dreams while she’s passed out, reliving a parade of memories from her whole life. When she wakes up in a cage, the queen is there with her, and we find out that her trippy memory-dreams were really from the queen reading her mind while she was comatose. The queen is also keeping Mare in…

Mare goes back to the other servants, her head spinning because the (supposedly) nice guy who saved her is actually part of the class she hates so much. (Although, she’s still saved, and she barely knew Cal, and it seems the whole NOT GOING TO DIE IN A WAR thing is more relevant? A surprise,…

The next morning, people barge into Mare’s house, and she takes this in stride because she assumes it’s a routine security search. Only there’s a servant from the royal palace there, and instead o f the guards tearing through her house they summon her to Summerton. Mare worries that all this is because of her…

Wracked with guilt over what happened to her sister, Mare runs away to a local inn where she…obsessively picks the pockets of every drunk she can find. Do we have any hobbies for Mare so far besides hating the easy-to-hate people and being freakishly, supernaturally good at stealing? It’s getting irritating. It wouldn’t be so…