' i'm sorry you had to love me, even when i couldn't love you back '
𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐌 is a concept well known to Malka Arslan.
There is so much of it in the quiet nothing that comes with being ignored. Some, perhaps her late mother, would call it sad, but Malka could always point out the benefits of these situations. There is freedom, a lack of expectations, and so much more that came with being unknown. Besides, it lets her study at her own pace, honing her own intelligence and living up to the Ravenclaw name.
Although secretly, Malka has secrets buried within, surrounded by generations' worth of barbed walls. So she exiles herself into the pages and ink of the unknown, unaware that old enemies watch, and new allies learn.
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