It is said that there are only two types of people that live in tall, dark, abandoned towers: reclusive wizards or trapped princesses. And although absolute dichotomies are rarely true, this one is hard to find exceptions for. However, such categorizations are not always mutually exclusive.

For all of her life, Clair has been trapped in the old tower, with her 2 goblin servants raised her and nasty dragon intent on keeping her there. Follow along as she finds out who she is, why she was trapped there, and why no one has magic like she does.

(Yes, I too give this synopsis 2/10. Oh well, I'm more focused on writing a story than summarizing it XD
...and yes, this is based on *that* Tumblr writing prompt (sue me) XD)