“The coverlet warmed her legs. The firelight wobbled over the pages. Maelyn sank into the world the words wrapped around her, hushing everything that hurt, and seeping tranquility right down to her toes. She was home.” — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Uncle Jarrod groaned. “What are you doing here?” “I came to have a word. Good thing I did, too, I see you’re up to… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Arialain.” King Erlamon smiled. “Beautiful! Four syllables. But I’m afraid you’re too young.” Arialain” — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Coco looked at him and decided to try weeping. She could summon tears at will, and though Mother could tell the genuine from the… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“I know what you thought!” Gord shouted, moving a threatening step upward. “You thought you could snare me, as you’ve snared so many others.… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“The coverlet warmed her legs. The firelight wobbled over the pages. Maelyn sank into the world the words wrapped around her, hushing everything that… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Here. Look.” Heidel dropped her voice to a secretive hush. “I’ll show you where I’ve hidden it.” Eravis stepped beside her. He leaned forward… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Maelyn made a disgusted sound. “The first man, a wool dyer, lent ten silvers to a second man, a farmer. The farmer, finding it… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Coralina laughed. When she and Kerrick were younger than twelve, they had tried to run away together. They reached the abbey in Merridell and… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Briette sighed. “I don’t think your intentions were bad, Sir Ansley. And in the end, you warned Calister of what the king planned to… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Well, read! Read on!” Jaedis flicked her hand impatiently. Maelyn shook her head. “The hour is over.” “NO!” the princesses cried together. Maelyn chuckled… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“Why was under the bed the cavern of no return? Didn’t Lace miss her earrings, her left shoe, her prayer books, her sheets of… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
“But… why would you give them to me?” A quiet moment passed. Then gentle fingers slid behind her neck. When Maelyn looked up, Willow… — Anita Valle Copy Share Image
