“She stared at the castle unflinchingly, her form silhouetted against the blazing brightness that sat on the edge of the Avery River. Clouds gathered above them and she raised her head. Through a clearing in the swirling mass, a cluster… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“She stared at the castle. She had actually been summoned to a castle. A week before Christmas.” — Fern Michaels Copy Share Image
