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S.A. Bennett

Eleanor the Faithless

language (S.A. Mahony Sept. 10, 2012) , 1 edition
Eleanor always dreamed of meeting a magical creature – she just never imagined it would happen when she was sweating her way up Castle Hill with her parents and her brother.

When he asked her to step through time with him she didn’t hesitate. Everyone knew when you stepped through time with a magical creature – even one called Ralph – you’d save the world, win the heart of at least one handsome prince, then ride off into the sunset on a white horse.

She wasn’t counting on the first eligible prince she met pulling her into his Underwater kingdom, enraged because she’d dared to drink some of his precious water without asking. She wasn’t prepared for him to steal her first kiss either.

Of course he denied kissing her, said he was just taking her breath away so she could breathe in his world, but she wasn’t about to believe anything he said. Although Darius was undeniably the most beautiful man she’d ever seen, she’d never met anyone more despicable.

Unlike Prince Nicholas, who she decided within moments might be the one. She even liked him more than Jarvis Rolleston, the boy from her own time who’d been pulled into the Desert kingdoms by desperate men and women who needed the DNA of strangers to allow them to access the other kingdoms.

She hadn’t expected Ralph and Nicholas’ father, King Bruce to be the reason she was there either. How did you save someone from dementia? In fact, nothing in that world or her own was turning out as it should.

Concerned about her absences her parents had grounded her, and her best friend was so jealous of Jarvis she’d stopped being friendly. Life at home seemed unbearable, yet every time she stepped through time she was risking her future.

Not even Prince Ralph knew the when, where or why of it, but most out-of-timers found themselves unable to cross sideways through time somewhere in their late teens, early twenties.

Eleanor was only sixteen.

Too young to get married – though the only reason she’d agreed to marry Darius was because he’d plied her with spiced fish eggs that were so inebriating they made her feel sounds.

Too young to give up everything for love.

Even a Darius should realise that every girl deserves to make her own choices. But how much choice does a girl have, and if she makes the wrong one will she regret it for the rest of her life?

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