Enchanting the Prince
“A very good assumption, Princess. But make a note in your book, if you want. We can ask GoldMoon when we see her.”
When death befalls her
She will rise again
“This, at least, seems pretty clear. I’m going to die and then I will rise again.”
Buppig looks at me a moment. “You do realize, Princess, that this sort of thing doesn’t happen naturally in life.”
“And you do realize, Buppig, that I’m a Guardian. My Aunt Grace brought an entire pack back to life once.”
“How?” He asks, in awe.