“How do you tempt the Beast Lord?” Barabas murmured. “Simple. Offer him a shapeshifter princess.” Aunt B reached over and gently popped him on the back of his head. “I hate her already,” Andrea told me. “George hates her too, right, George?” “I think she is adorable.” George volunteered next to me. “We should give her milk and cookies, and if she promises to be quiet, she can sit at the big people’s table.”
