Ch. 41.6 -- Janine reached the front hallway just as the front door opened. A single candle flickered from the lantern which hung high above the door, revealing a man dusted in snow. He entered the cave, leading a horse, then shut the door. The horse put his head down, blowing hard. Prince Eli stamped… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky — Ch. 41.6 — Prince Eli Meets his Betrothed at Last
Ch. 41.5 -- Nothing happened. Zelda stared in surprise at the sleeping prince. Then she kissed him again. Janine watched in astonishment as again, nothing happened. “No,” said Zelda. “This is impossible. My kiss was guaranteed to work. He said it would work!” Zelda slapped Ezra, but he didn’t wake up. Then she took out… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 41.5 — A Temper Tantrum
Ch. 39.8 – After a moment, Eli turned to MacQuire. “At my brother Ezra’s name day, you said he would have free passage through your lands and help when he needed it.” MacQuire nodded. “I kept my word. When Ezra left his castle, we guarded him through the Tulgey Woods until he reached the border… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch 39.8 — Enchantments in the Tulgey Woods
CH 39.1 -- Eli’s poor horse struggled through the snow, exhausted. What a storm. Eli called out to Felix. “You’re a magical cat. Can’t you do anything about this weather?” Felix, who was wet and bedraggled himself, growled. “If you wanted a companion who could control the weather, you should have transformed a weather witch.… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 39.1 — A Refuge in the Storm
CH. 36.3 -- Dinner was torture. While Bee and Col exclaimed over the tender roasted sheep, baked potatoes with sour cream, and green beans, Janine pushed the food around on her plate. At last everyone else leaned back, sighing. “Delicious dinner, as always.” Jay patted his mouth with a napkin the size of a sheet.… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 36.3 — The Truth Revealed
Ch 34.3 -- Matthew ate three bowls of stew, and then a fourth. At last he set the bowl down and groaned. His stomach hurt. Mary brought out a marvelous cake from somewhere. “You must have some dessert. I baked it this morning.” Matthew couldn’t think. In the back of his mind, a little voice… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 34.3 — Helpless!
CH. 34 -- Matthew, Mark, and their guards struggled through the snow. The temperature had dropped, and the wind tore at their clothing as it wailed around them. Matthew's teeth chattered. The driving snow felt like nails being hammered into his face. The horses were exhausted. They crested yet another hill and started downward. “We’ve… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 34 — A Refuge in the Storm?
Ch 28.5 -- Eli felt as if a giant had stomped on him. He had been stressed out all day. All he’d wanted was a good night’s sleep, and now he wouldn’t be sleeping at all. His stomach gurgled. Just the thought of facing his father made him break into a sweat. What was he… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 28.5 — The Plot Thickens
Ch. 22.3 -- Janine felt sorry for the gnome. “Perhaps you’d like to recite his poem for us.” Fritter cleared his throat and stood up straight. “It was a bright day, and all around/ the Toves were digging in the ground./ The Borogoves were miserable, for it was molting season,/ the Raths were lost and… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 22.3 — Fritter Gives an Interview
Ch. 22.1 -- It didn’t take Janine long to catch up to the postman. “Hi, Mr. Dumfries, could I get a ride with you?” The old man was delighted to have company and invited her to sit on the cart with him. He had many tales to tell her, but the story that was most… Continue reading Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 22.1 — Janine Catches a Ride with Mr. Dumfries