Two Twisted Crowns (The Shepherd King, #2)

by Rachel Gillig

Ione was in her nightdress, her yellow hair tangled from sleep. Her gaze widened as she took him in—his full arms and windblown face. But before she could open her mouth, Elm handed her the heap in his arms. Ione peered down at it. “Dresses?”

LO AMOOOOOOOOO