The Fifth Britain
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Cast away from the Society (sort of) and out on our own, we've got a big problem on our hands - and an exciting prospect, too.
They call it time travel on TV.
Is this the big, fat secret the Hidden Ministry's been keeping? What's the real truth behind that wandering tower?
Answers must be found — in the face of severe opposition from the Ministry, from Ancestria Magicka, and from every Fae Court in existence. Simple.
If only everything wouldn’t keep going wrong. If only a house hadn’t walked off with Jay. If only there wasn’t still a traitor on the loose, and if only Ancestria Magicka wasn’t always up to no good.
With our trusty trio down to two, Zareen and I are going to need some help. Handsome, aristocratic, troll-shaped help, to be precise.
Our mission: track down a vanishing island, save the Striding Spire, and find the way back to 1789.
Oh — and find out what exactly has become of Jay...?
