“All his senses screamed in warning, the very air reeking of forbidden magic, but duty call him forward.” — Karen Azinger Copy Share Image
“Reflections of the battlements shimmered in the deep green moat, casting an image of enduring strength, an image that defied the very siege of… — Karen Azinger Copy Share
“Beauty to beguile, spies to ensnare, and gold, always gold, to tempt, to trap, to control.” — Karen Azinger Copy Share
“All his senses screamed in warning, the very air reeking of forbidden magic, but duty call him forward.” — Karen Azinger Copy Share
