A Fellowship of Bakers & Magic (Adenashire, #1)

by J. Penner

“The sadness never quite goes away, does it? It lingers like a morning fog that never seems to lift completely.”

“Human or not, Arleta Starstone, your life is steeped in magic… surrounded by it. You just can’t see it yet, but it’s out there, waiting.”

After all, despite the traveling sun, there was always time for kindness.

Nervousness and a dash of wall-building sarcasm peppered her question.

“And I will be yours whether or not you want me… until I am no more.”

What if it were true that accepting that she was fated to the elf simply came down to a willingness to just say yes?

“Don’t put things off that can be done today.

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