"Superpowers?" I echoed, frowning in slight confusion. Had she not gone on to mention flying and magic, I might not have grasped what she meant by such a term. I gave a wry smile, unable to keep the smallest measure of bitterness from seeping into my tone. "No. What I get is to be a Prince of the Blood, third in line for the throne of Terre d'Ange. And had I not come here, a betrothal to the niece of the Cruarch of Alba."