Can you be sure?" "I haven't spent the last fifteen hundred years learning how to knit my own socks, boy!" The crone… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
And then what did you do, Lord Oliver?" Karl's eight-year-old daughter gazed up at him in awe, as though this were the… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
You're very short, aren't you?" She smirked at Petunia. "And you've got a nose like a stoat," Petunia replied. "But at least I can… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
“Every palace needs a foundation, Askeladden. Make sure that yours isn't of human bones.-Hans Peter” — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
Took you long enough!,' she said, and planted a kiss on his lips. — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
“It looks as though your shop is doing well,” Luka said, gazing around. “Could you help me find a gift for a lady friend… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
Kestilan?" There was that name again. Oliver fought down an irrational surge of jealousy for this mysterious being who took up so much of… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
And you wish to protect a beautiful princess, with whom you have fallen in love. But do you understand how dire the situation is?… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
“Now I could stand easily in my pure, white dress and smile while King Caxel glared away.” — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
“To Galen’s relief, they reached the silver and pearl gate before Rose could convince Pansy to tell her any more. He rode in the… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
“Then they both laughed, because it was ludicrous to think that unicorns could be horrible in any way.” — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
Sire," Oliver said as he helped Petunia to her feet, "I'd like to marry Petunia. "Of course you would," retorted the King Gregor. "But… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
“Jonquil went by with a full plate of food, and Petunia reached out and tried to snag a small cream puff from it. Jonquil… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
Both princesses immediately looked wary, exchanging glances. "Warn us of what?" Petunia asked. She studied him with those blue, blue eyes and Oliver wondered… — Jessica Day George Copy Share Image
