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The School for Good and Evil First published in hardback in the USA by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. in 2013 First published in paperback in Great Britain by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2013
The School for Good and Evil: A World Without Princes First published in hardback in the USA by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc., in 2014 First published in paperback in Great Britain by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2014
This bind-up up edition, The School for Good and Evil: 2 Book Collection, first published in Great Britain in electronic format by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books, a division of HarperCollins Publishers Ltd, 77â85 Fulham Palace Road, Hammersmith, London W6 8JB
Text © 2013, 2014 by Soman Chainani
Illustrations copyright © 2013, 2014 by Iacopo Bruno
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Source Edition ISBNs: 9780007492930, 9780007502813
Ebook Edition © SEPTEMBER 2014 ISBN: 9780008108182 Version: 2014-08-14
ophie had waited all her life to be kidnapped.
But tonight, all the other children of Gavaldon writhed in their beds. If the School Master took them, theyâd never return. Never lead a full life. Never see their family again. Tonight these children dreamt of a red-eyed thief with the body of a beast, come to rip them from their sheets and stifle their screams.
Sophie dreamt of princes instead.
She had arrived at a castle ball thrown in her honor, only to find the hall filled with a hundred suitors and no other girls in sight. Here for the first time were boys who deserved her, she thought as she walked the line. Hair shiny and thick, muscles taut through shirts, skin smooth and tan, beautiful and attentive like princes should be. But just as she came to one who seemed better than the rest, with brilliant blue eyes and ghostly white hair, the one who felt like Happily Ever After . . . a hammer broke through the walls of the room and smashed the princes to shards.
Sophieâs eyes opened to morning. The hammer was real. The princes were not.
âFather, if I donât sleep nine hours, my eyes look swollen.â
âEveryoneâs prattling on that youâre to be taken this year,â her father said, nailing a misshapen bar over her bedroom window, now completely obscured by locks, spikes, and screws. âThey tell me to shear your hair, muddy up your face, as if I believe all this fairy-tale hogwash. But no oneâs getting in here tonight. Thatâs for sure.â He pounded a deafening crack as exclamation.
Sophie rubbed her ears and frowned at her once lovely window, now something youâd see in a witchâs den. âLocks. Why didnât anyone think of that before?â
âI donât know why they all think itâs you,â he said, silver hair slicked with sweat. âIf itâs goodness that School Master fellow wants, heâll take Gunildaâs daughter.â