Flashback ( PDFDrive )

Which of course meant the bad news was: They had no idea if the
Neverseen had another way of tracking her.
“And King Dimitar sent over the voracillius we needed to get rid of
the ethreium on your skin,” Elwin jumped in. “I already brushed it on,
so all you have to do is wash it off. I have a basin and some sponges
ready to go whenever you want them—and there’s a curtain that
lowers around your cot to give you some privacy.”
“I brought fresh clothes, too.” Edaline added. “I couldn’t find any
tunics that would fit over your bandages, but the gnomes helped me
make some adjustments to a few that I’m hoping weren’t your
favorites. So let me know when you’re ready and I’ll help you get
undressed.”
Sophie had thought nothing could be more embarrassing than the
sparkly green dragon costume she’d had to dance around in—and all
the slithery choreography—during the Foxfire Opening Ceremonies a
few weeks earlier.
But this was definitely worse.
“I know it’s hard having people take care of you,” Edaline said
gently. “But . . . that’s what family’s for.”
She had a point.
Sophie might not remember to call Edaline and Grady “Mom” and
“Dad” very often—but that wasn’t because she didn’t think of them
that way. It just came from the strangeness of being born and raised
by humans, then moved to a new world and adopted by elves, all while
knowing that somewhere out there were two more “parents” who’d
donated their DNA to Project Moonlark but didn’t want her to know
who they were.