i’m rich and I’m pretty, so it doesn’t really matter

since the insomnia festival all those months ago, El’s life has kind of imploded in on itself. on the one hand, that kiss with Red had been positively swoon-worthy! on the other, their status as Ashen princess has been stripped away, and their family has scattered to the breeze. El knows, distantly, that most of them have joined up with another pack - but she can’t fathom kow-towing to a new leader, letting someone else govern the once-proud empire of Kleins. maybe she’s a snob, but whatever. if no one else will acknowledge the royalty that runs through their veins, she will. she’ll uphold the pride and elegance of her family line, even if it means she spends most of her nights in unclaimed territory, shivering through the cold winter nights. it’s a sacrifice she’s willing to make.