Lullaby (Fable Saga Book 2)
His fingernails are black and pointed, like those of a beast, and I see the flash of dark armor beneath the raven-feather cloak.
A cruel and cold beauty, like a statue carved from ice.
The man from my dreams, my memories. The dark prince.
“My love,” he whispers, his eyes fixed on me.
All around us, the forest has fallen away, dissolved into another scene before my eyes.
We are standing on the same silver stretch of moonlit beach from my dreams – dark waves crashing against the shore, brilliant stars in the black sky above as Felix, the Prince of Night, the prince of mysteries, reaches out to me.
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