The Wicked Witch's Prince (Cinderella & Dragons Book 3) by Aron Lewes

Author:Aron Lewes [Lewes, Aron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Publisher
Published: 2018-03-06T16:00:00+00:00

“Thanks for saving me, Fenix. Honestly, I can't thank you enough!” Cinderella exclaimed. When she tried to reach for her hero's hand, his fingers dipped into his pockets before she could touch him. “Oh. Is it the curse again?”

“Probably so,” Fenix sighed. “Until it's broken, I guess I won't even be able to hold your hand anymore.”

“That's... a shame.”

Fallen foliage, dampened by recent rain, clung to Cinda's slippers as they wound down a well-traveled woodland path. After their escape from the Winter Palace, Fenix rented rooms at The Green Serpent Inn, on the edge of Westerwood Forest. At Cinda's request, they were enjoying an afternoon stroll.

“What am I supposed to do now, Fenix?” Cinda asked. “Do I go back to my stepmother? Do I wait for Sharman's return? Should I try to find employment?” She hitched a shoulder as she considered her options. “I honestly have no clue what I should be doing with my life.”

“I think a lot of people feel that way,” replied a frowning Fenix. “I know I do. Until you figure it out, you're welcome to stay with me.”

“Am I?” Cinderella shook her head. “But you're cursed by Donnabella! You could leave at any moment.”

“That's... true. Unfortunately.” Fenix's shoulders fell at her observation. “I guess I'm kind of useless to you.”

“No! Not at all. You've helped me so much! You--”

All of a sudden, Fenix pulled her behind a girthy oak. “Look!” he whispered, peeking around the tree's edge. “It's Rank.”

Cinderella's eyebrow raised as she watched the reaver mage weave between trees. His hat was crooked, his walking stick was swinging, and his lips were merrily whistling.

“Why are we hiding from Rank?” Cinda whispered. “Are you at odds with him?”

“Maybe. I don't know. He's unpredictable,” Fenix quietly replied. “He swore loyalty to Prince Gideon, so I didn't want him to see you.”

A wrinkle appeared on Cinda's nose. “Is he really loyal to Prince Gideon?”

“Probably not, but you never know with Rank. He does whatever he wants, whenever he wants.” When Fenix looked down at his arm, it was already glowing. “I'm going to follow him in wolf form. I'm curious. Can you find your way back to The Green Serpent Inn without me?”

“Of course.” As soon as she muttered her answer, Fenix shifted into a shorter, furrier version of himself.

Before he lost sight of Rank, the wolf scampered away.

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