Antoinette kight sarcy book

Previously

…As they walked away, arm in arm, the golden knitting needle was forgotten, left to its fate in the hands of a furious enchantress and her indignantly yowling familiar. The movie contract was broken, the curse was lifted, and while the world might still be full of unexpected enchantments and perfectly executed macarons, Antoinette and Sacry knew one thing for sure: their friendship, even with a few singed hairs and a lingering scent of ozone, was more real, and far more valuable, than any magical movie deal. And perhaps, just perhaps, Antoinette might be slightly better at baking than the real Sacry after all. It was a secret she would keep, a little Gilded Grin of her own.