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By Vivian French

The madcap, macabre, and maddeningly humorous stories from the 5 Kingdoms proceed — with an oddly heart-warming adventure.

It’s a good day for dwarf observing! not less than that’s what Gracie Gillypott and Prince Marcus innocently imagine as they set out, unaware that Princess Marigold has honed her points of interest on Marcus and plans to persist with him to the ends of the earth — fan, frilly petticoats, and all. As for the dwarves, it’s no longer a very good day in any respect: they’re overworked and underpaid, dashing to supply additional gold to make crowns for a royal marriage ceremony. the executive of Works has no selection yet to ship for a few trolls to house the matter, yet they've got their very own schedule: discovering a princess for his or her lonely king. Throw within the trustworthy Gubble, a slinking goblin, 4 chatty bats, and a middle of glass that may supply its proprietor absolute energy and you've got a hilarious new experience rife with unsuitable identities — and the ever-compelling look for the appropriate fit.

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By no means! ” Flo used to be angry, yet there has been a transparent be aware of alarm in the back of the outrage. “I by no means acknowledged whatever of the type! If somebody asks you, I by no means stated something approximately tunnels in any respect. No. No tunnels right here. no longer even one. I suggest, that terrible Oolie creature may have me on toast if i began telling you dwarves approximately tunnels. ” Flo subsided right into a healthy of sniffing and snuffling. Gracie thought of what she’d heard. If she was once in a tunnel, absolutely she might be capable of finding a manner out — however it used to be noticeable that she had to be cautious whilst asking Flo questions. “That’s a very dreadful chilly you’ve got,” she acknowledged. “Have you had it lengthy? ” “Oh, dearie, dearie, dearie me. If I’ve been requested that after, I’ve been requested one thousand occasions. It’s no longer a chilly! comprehend? no longer a chilly! ” Flo used to be now sounding indignant, and Gracie bit her lip. the very last thing she sought after used to be for the bat to fly away and go away her on her personal. “I’m so sorry,” she apologized. “Erm . . . may I ask if it’s hay fever? whether it is, the traditional Crones have an excellent potion that often therapies it. one in every of Queen Kesta’s daughters sneezed and sneezed and sneezed all summer time lengthy, and Auntie Edna cured her with only one spoonful. If . . . in the event you have been to teach me the best way out, i'll ask Auntie Edna that will help you. You wouldn’t have to be afraid of her; i do know humans name her the traditional One, and she’s accountable for the net of strength, yet she’s ever so variety. I promise it should paintings, and the crones are very keen on bats. . . . ” Gracie’s voice died away. The silence was once echoing throughout her, and he or she was once sure Flo had long gone. She stretched out her palms and will believe not anything. not anything however the negative unrelenting blackness. “Flo? ” she referred to as. “Flo? Oh, please don’t go away me by myself! ” huge tears rolled down her cheeks, and the lump in her throat doubled in dimension. She fished in her pocket for a hankie and blew her nostril challenging earlier than wiping her eyes and taking numerous deep breaths. “Come alongside, Gracie,” she advised herself. “It will be worse. ” She attempted demanding to think about what precisely should be worse than being caught in a pitch-black tunnel with out notion the place it led, or tips on how to get out of it . . . and as she was once considering, she heard footsteps. Weary, heavy, shuffling footsteps that have been coming closer. And closer. Gracie’s belly flipped, then iced up. “Keep calm,” she informed herself. “Remember you’re a Trueheart. ” She did her top, yet despite the fact that challenging she attempted, it used to be most unlikely to not ask yourself, “But what if no matter what it's doesn’t really find out about Truehearts? And what if it doesn’t care? And what if it’s hungry and has the teeth? ” She swallowed and took one other deep breath. “Hello. Who’s there? ” “’Tis Oolie, my little sweetmeat,” acknowledged an old and quavering voice. “’Tis Oolie, and you’ve woken me up from my lengthy, lengthy sleep. by no means did imagine as something might come falling in right here ever back, yet there you is — and superb and scrumptious you do be smelling. ” chilly shivers have been operating up and down Gracie’s backbone, yet she pressured herself to respond to. “I’m so sorry if I woke you. i actually am.

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