The Faerie Prince (Creepy Hollow, #2) - Plot & Excerpts
He isn’t there, though. Tora is. And this is the room that used to be mine when I lived with her.“Good morning,” she says, looking up from a collection of papers in her hand. She places them on the bedside table and leans forward in her chair. “Ready to face the world again?”I look down and see a narrow scar encircling my wrist where the metal band was. My gaze shifts to the top of my arm; the skin is perfectly healed. “Yeah, I think so. Did Flint take the band off?”“Yes. I couldn’t find anyone else who knows how to, although there must be others at the Guild who’ve come across this metal before.”I sit up and attempt to run my hands through my hair, but the dried mud matting the strands together makes it difficult. At least I’m not longer wearing the torn, skimpy cocktail dress. The clothes I’m dressed in look like Tora’s.“Sorry, I thought it would be a little difficult to wash your hair while you were unconscious,” Tora says. “You’ll have to take care of that.”“Sure.
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