Wintersong (Wintersong, #1)

by S. Jae-Jones

“What’s the use of running, if we are on the wrong road?”

“Find me,” he said, his voice low. “Find me there, Elisabeth. It’s only there, in the world above, that you will find the last bit of me.”

“If—if I could find a way to free you,” I whispered, “would you walk the world above with me?” My back was to the Goblin King; I could not face him. It was a long time before he answered. “Oh, Elisabeth,” he said. “I would go anywhere with you.”