Third Person pov :
Nova tossed her heavy duffel bag onto the empty bed and let out a long sigh.
She looked around the massive, luxurious dorm room of the Royal Academy of Creatures. It looked less like a student dormitory and more like a suite at a five-star hotel. There were crystal chandeliers, a private balcony overlooking the mountains, and a walk-in closet bigger than her entire bedroom back home.
Nova shook her head, pulling her oversized black hoodie tighter around herself.
She wasn't supposed to be here. For eighteen years, Nova had lived a completely normal human life in a noisy, crowded city. She went to a normal high school and had normal friends. But a month ago, her mother had sat her down and dropped the ultimate bombshell: “By the way, honey, your late father was a h
