Excerpt:THE LAST KING'S LAST WILL
Matanie hid in an old shed until morning, trying to get some sleep in spite of the sizeable spider population. She was glad to leave the shack at first light. Her plan was as follows: get to the edge of the woods. She didn’t currently want to think beyond that point. Even that first step would be far from easy. She’d have to walk through town, preferably unnoticed, so that no one might recognize her or even send her home.
Of course, she got lost trying to cut through the little alleys. Matanie couldn’t even tell which way the forest was anymore. She desperately tried to get her bearings, became distracted for a moment, and promptly ran into somebody.
“Oh – I’m so sorry,” she stammered, rubbing her nose.
“Uhuh,” said the unexpected obstacle dryly.
“No, really, I…” Matanie looked up.
She started when she saw who stood before her. He had pointed ears and grey skin. His blac