The Fire King (2011)
“Gresham College had certainly sounded impressive to Emily. Especially when Katerina told her it was where Christopher Wren taught his lessons. So she expected something large. Something impressive. A large building fronted with statues, perhaps. But when Katerina finally stopped on Bishopsgate Street and pointed the college out to her, Emily couldn’t help but feel slightly let down.
The afternoon sun shone hot against her cheek as she stared at the short gravel path leading up to an untidy jumble of stone houses. It didn’t look like any college she’d ever seen. “I think there might be more of it on other side,” said Katerina doubtfully.
Emily glanced along the dusty street as she readied to cross. Two maids struggled to carry a basket overflowing with white linen. A woman with a tray of matches and pegs around her neck rested against a tree. Emily was slightly heartened to see the tray also held a small group of fey creatures, their legs swinging idly over the edge as they sat and enj...oyed the sunshine.MoreLess
The afternoon sun shone hot against her cheek as she stared at the short gravel path leading up to an untidy jumble of stone houses. It didn’t look like any college she’d ever seen. “I think there might be more of it on other side,” said Katerina doubtfully.
Emily glanced along the dusty street as she readied to cross. Two maids struggled to carry a basket overflowing with white linen. A woman with a tray of matches and pegs around her neck rested against a tree. Emily was slightly heartened to see the tray also held a small group of fey creatures, their legs swinging idly over the edge as they sat and enj...oyed the sunshine.MoreLess
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