WORRY NOT, PRINCESS,” Ironhorse said, and I gaped at him, not believing my eyes. Where a horse had been, now a man stood before me, dark and massive, with a square jaw and fists the size of hams. He wore jeans and a black shirt that bulged with all the muscles underneath, the skin stretched tight over steely tendons. Dreadlocks spilled from his scalp like a mane, and his eyes still burned with that intense red glow. “YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH A FEW TRICKS UP YOUR SLEEVE, GOODFELLOW,” he said, a faint smirk beneath his voice. “NOW, GO. I WILL BE RIGHT BEHIND YOU.
Julie KagawaWhy didn’t you run? I tried to buy you some time. You should’ve gone ahead.”
”Are you crazy? I couldn’t leave you to that thing. Now, come on.”
I took his hand, tugging him off the post while glancing nervously at the frozen dragon.
“Let’s get out of here. I think that thing just blinked at us.”.
His fingers tightened on mine and pulled me forward. Startled and overbalanced, I looked up at him, and then he was kissing me.
I’m going to kill you one day,” I told him as we hurried after Grimalkin, back into the swampy marshland. It was not an idle threat.
Puck just laughed. “Yeah. You and everyone else, prince. Join the club.
It would be dreadfully
ironic, I mused, if once I earned a soul, I forgot everything about being fey, including all my memories of her. That sort of ending seemed
appropriately tragic; the smitten fey creature becomes human but forgets why he wanted to in the first place. Old fairy tales loved that sort of irony.
Mots clés soul irony ash folklore memory-loss
How predictable,” Grimalkin sighed, appearing in the doorway. We gaped at
him, and he regarded us with amusement. “I thought you might need a second way out. Why is it always up to me to think of these things?
The stubborn fool is walking now, and even challenged Robin to a sparring match this afternoon. I stopped them, of course, though Robin was only too happy to fight him, the idiot.
Julie KagawaThe Wolf snarled, tensing his muscles, as if he wished he could climb the tree after the feline. "One day I will catch you on the ground, cat," he said through bared teeth. "And you won't even know I'm there until I tear your head off." "You have been saying that since before humans had fire, dog," Grimalkin replied, completely undisturbed. "You'll have to forgive me if I don't hold my breath."
- The Big Bad Wolf and Grimalkin
Mots clés comedy-humor
No, ice-boy. I never thought I'd see the day when Grimalkin was wrong." - Puck
Julie KagawaWhat if I can’t?” I whispered. “What if the Iron King truly is invincible?”
“Then we will all die,” said the Elder Dryad, and faded back into her oak. The other
dryads left, leaving me alone with a cat, a prince, and a stick. I sighed and looked down at
the wood in my hands.
“No pressure or anything,” I muttered.
Mots clés meghan-chase
When he was kidnapped by the Iron King and taken into the Nevernever, she didn’t hesitate to go after him. And she didn’t stop there. When her magic was sealed by Mab, leaving her defenseless in the Winter Court, she somehow managed to survive, even when she thought you had turned on her. When the Scepter of the Seasons was stolen by the Iron fey, she went after it, despite having no magic and no weapon with which to defend herself. And when the courts asked her to destroy the false king, she accepted, even though the Summer and Iron glamours within her were making her sick, and she couldn’t use either of them effectively. She still went into the Iron Kingdom to
face a tyrant she didn’t know if she could overcome.
“Now,” Ariella finished, turning toward me, “do you still believe humans are weak?
Mots clés strength human meghan
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