The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 2

by Beth Brower

“Have no fear, Miss Lion”––and Hawkes quirked an eyebrow upward––“you’ve become one of my favourite members of the parish. Your sins are simply marvellous. Well, a good morning to you.”

“If you were any of the other girls I know, I would warn you to be on your guard.” “Oh?” I asked, stopping. “But as I am not?” Then came Roland’s smile. “St. George is not the only one who can slay a dragon, Emma Lion. I’ve seen you wield a sword.” It was, perhaps, the most wonderful compliment I’ve ever been paid.

THE VERY LITTLE I KNOW ABOUT YOUR LIFE EXHAUSTS ME.

“I have had many rabbits in my Rabbit Room, Miss Lion. Alas, you have not been one of them.”