The Broken Court - Jones, Cari Lyn

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Résumé :
One story's ending is just another's beginning...The Fairy Queen has fallen, doomed with a mortal heart, and the eld woman's two dearest friends, the Lady of the Glade and the Goblin King, are now wed, whole and happy. But even happy endings come with consequences, and for the eld woman, life has changed irrevocably. Mortality now hangs over her like a shroud, and her entire world has been turned on its head by a broken little boy newly returned from Faerie. Ill portents fill the air, the seasons themselves seem out of step, and it might be that she has been very, very much mistaken about a certain roguish phooka she thought she knew so well. This is a story of found family and love finally realized; a thoughtful tale of magic and choices and the consequences that come with both. It is also a story about someone often seen in fairy tales, though rarely celebrated. She is called by many different names: henwife, spaewife, wise woman, witch. She is the herb woman who gives the heroine just what is needed to escape her fate. The old woman in the cottage at the edge of a dark wood who advises the hero on which path to take. She is the giver of good advice and the keeper of secret knowledge. The wise crone who guides the maiden, helping her win love and happiness. She is not the one who finds love and happiness herself... but why shouldn't she be? Though this story can stand on its own, it will be much more enjoyable (and make a great deal more sense) if you have read the first book in this series, Lumina and the Goblin King.

Biographie:
I grew up in a rural community on the east coast of Florida called Jupiter Farms, and I live there still. There was a whole lot of daydreaming and horseback riding involved in my growing up, as well as reading and writing (a common thing among authors it seems). And I am still doing all of those same things today, save horseback riding and growing up. I always have stories rolling around in my head, myriad worlds filled with characters, all clamoring for me to tell their stories. I love writing about them (except when they make me pull my hair out, then it's more of a love/hate kind of thing) and marvel at how they take shape with a life all their own. I find myself looking forward to seeing what will happen... only to have to remind myself that if I want to see how it all turns out, then first I need to finish writing them.

Sommaire:
I grew up in a rural community on the east coast of Florida called Jupiter Farms, and I live there still. There was a whole lot of daydreaming and horseback riding involved in my growing up, as well as reading and writing (a common thing among authors it seems). And I am still doing all of those same things today, save horseback riding and growing up. I always have stories rolling around in my head, myriad worlds filled with characters, all clamoring for me to tell their tales. I love writing about them (except when they make me pull my hair out, then it's more of a love/hate kind of thing) and marvel at how they take shape with a life all their own. I find myself looking forward to seeing what will happen... and having to remind myself that if I want to see how it all turns out, then I need to finish writing them first....