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The agony of geometry class had ended at last, and Frederica Fitzgerald shot out the back gate of her high school, beating the swarm of her fellow students to freedom.  Her mom had told her that morning to make sure she was home early to work on her geometry homework.  Freddy trudged uphill to her house without seeing anyone, bummed that she had to ditch her friends in favor of the Dreaded Math. The sounds of the high school quickly faded away as she walked deeper into the residential streets.  Quiet prevailed in her neighborhood, with only the swaying rustle of pine trees and the scuff of her sneakers on the road for background noise.  The

Chapter One Lady Kathryn de Réméré understood where her duty lay. She did—truly. The hitch, though, the tricky part, the really twisty trouble was . . . . Well, she was actually having a difficult time convincing herself that her duty was to do her duty. The royal court had not taken part in a hunt since the marriage of the Princess Aliénor to their king a month previous. Kathryn had only been one of the queen's ladies since Aliénor's marriage, but in one short month Kathryn had grown very fond of her queen. She would do almost anything for her, but . . . did it have to be hunting? Riding had never been one of