Started reading this sometime last month around Xmas time before my kindle errored out and cut off the story. So this had an intriguing enough premise to come back to and I'm both glad I did and also a little underwhelmed in parts.
And that's about as much as I feel like writing for this story, here's a quote:
“For the last time, I’m not polishing his broomstick.”
“Though it sounded as if you might like to.”
Note: noticeable editing errors