Half a Soul (Regency Faerie Tales, #1)

by Olivia Atwater

Unfortunately, the cure to that particular curse was true love’s kiss, and Dora greatly suspected that such a cure was both very rare and not at all applicable to orphaned children.

She began to search the window for a way of opening it—but before she could look very hard at all, Theodora picked up the piano bench and slammed it against the window glass with all her might, shattering the fine glazing into a thousand little pieces.

“Are these normal pearls?” “Heavens no,” Lady Mourningwood said evenly. “These are children’s tears. They are a bit common, I suppose, but we have them in special abundance here due to Charity House.”