Kristin Cashore

Xanthe Elbrick

Fire

Emily McMeans

Not all daughters were like their fathers. A daughter monster chose the monster she would be.

Cassidy Nolan

“Stay here with me,” he said sometime later, still holding her, sleepily. “You’re not safe on your own.”

And how odd that his body could understand her so well; that his heart could understand her so well when it came to the truth about Cansrel, but still the simplest concepts never penetrated. There was nothing he could have said more guaranteed to make her leave.

“Ah well. You’re a beauty,” Brigan said to Small, his voice light. “And your owner is not your fault.”

Small nuzzled the hand of his new friend. And when Roen and Brigan left, Fire was gripping her skirts in both fists, swallowing an infuriating fondness that she could not reconcile.

At least if he decided to hurt her, she could trust him not to hurt her horse.

“And of course,” Fire said smoothly, “none of it will matter once the king and I marry and produce a jungle of monster heirs.”

He hadn’t been expecting that. He sat still for a moment, measuring, and then half smiled, despite himself, understanding that it was a joke.

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