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First paperback publication of the third book in Cornelia Funke's internationally bestselling Reckless series.
The worlds on either side of the mirror are about to collide. And there's nothing Jacob can do to stop them.
After a perilous encounter with an Alder Elf - an immortal, trick-turning creature to whom he owes a great debt - Jacob must journey back into the enchanted Mirrorworld once again.
Together with Fox, his beautiful shapeshifting friend, Jacob has no choice but to follow his brother on the trail of the Dark Fairy, who has fled deep into the East: to a land of folklore, Cossacks, spies, time-eating witches and flying carpets. But what exactly is the Dark One running from? Could it be the same danger that threatens Jacob and Fox?
The third book in the Reckless series, The Golden Yarn is a thrilling tale of courage and fear, jealousy and forbidden desire; in which love has the power both to save a life - and to destroy it. Cornelia Funke is the highly acclaimed, author of the Reckless series, the Inkheart trilogy, Dragon Rider, The Thief Lord and numerous other children's novels and picture books. Born in 1958 in the German town of Dorsten, she worked as a social worker for a few years before turning first to illustration and then to writing. Her books have now sold more than 20 million copies worldwide, and have been translated into 37 languages. 1
The Moonstone Prince
The doll-princess was not having an easy labor. Not even the palace garden offered a refuge from her screams, and the Dark Fairy listened, and she hated how those groans and whimpers made her feel. She hoped Amalie would die. Of course. She'd been hoping ever since Kami'en had said yes to the other one in her bloody wedding gown. Yet there was more: an unreasonable longing for the infant who was pushing those screams from Amalie's vapid, pretty mouth.
Through all these months, only her magic had kept the unborn child alive. The child that could not be. "You will save it. Promise me!" The same whispered plea, every time after he'd made love to her. Only that had made Kami'en return to her bed at night. The desire to meld his flesh with human flesh-it made him so helpless.
Oh, how the Doll screamed. As though the infant were being carved with a knife from her body, the body that only a Fairy lily could make desirable. Kill her already, Skinless Prince. What gives her the right to call herself your mother? He would have rotted inside her, like a forbidden fruit, if it hadn't been for the magic the Dark One had spun around Amalie. Yes, the infant was a boy. A son. The Dark Fairy had seen him in her dreams.
Kami'en did not come for her help himself. Not this night. He sent his bloodhound to find her instead. His milky-eyed jasper shadow. Hentzau stopped in front of her, and as usual he avoided looking in her eyes. "The midwife says she's losing the child." Why did she go with him? For the child.
It filled the Fairy with quiet satisfaction that Kami'en's son chose the night to come into the world. Amalie feared the darkness so much, she always kept a dozen gaslights burning in her bedchamber, even though their pale light hurt her husband's eyes. Kami'en was standing next to Amalie's bed. He turned as the servants opened the door for his mistress. For an instant, the Fairy thought she could see in his eyes a shadow of the love she used to find there. Love. Hope. Fear. Dangerous emotions for a King, though Kami'en's stone skin helped him hide them. More and more, he was starting to resemble one of the statues his human enemies erected for their Kings.
The startled midwife toppled a basin with bloody water as the Fairy approached Amalie's bed. Even the doctors backed away from her. Goyl doctors, human doctors, Dwarf doctors.
The worlds on either side of the mirror are about to collide. And there's nothing Jacob can do to stop them.
After a perilous encounter with an Alder Elf - an immortal, trick-turning creature to whom he owes a great debt - Jacob must journey back into the enchanted Mirrorworld once again.
Together with Fox, his beautiful shapeshifting friend, Jacob has no choice but to follow his brother on the trail of the Dark Fairy, who has fled deep into the East: to a land of folklore, Cossacks, spies, time-eating witches and flying carpets. But what exactly is the Dark One running from? Could it be the same danger that threatens Jacob and Fox?
The third book in the Reckless series, The Golden Yarn is a thrilling tale of courage and fear, jealousy and forbidden desire; in which love has the power both to save a life - and to destroy it. Cornelia Funke is the highly acclaimed, author of the Reckless series, the Inkheart trilogy, Dragon Rider, The Thief Lord and numerous other children's novels and picture books. Born in 1958 in the German town of Dorsten, she worked as a social worker for a few years before turning first to illustration and then to writing. Her books have now sold more than 20 million copies worldwide, and have been translated into 37 languages. 1
The Moonstone Prince
The doll-princess was not having an easy labor. Not even the palace garden offered a refuge from her screams, and the Dark Fairy listened, and she hated how those groans and whimpers made her feel. She hoped Amalie would die. Of course. She'd been hoping ever since Kami'en had said yes to the other one in her bloody wedding gown. Yet there was more: an unreasonable longing for the infant who was pushing those screams from Amalie's vapid, pretty mouth.
Through all these months, only her magic had kept the unborn child alive. The child that could not be. "You will save it. Promise me!" The same whispered plea, every time after he'd made love to her. Only that had made Kami'en return to her bed at night. The desire to meld his flesh with human flesh-it made him so helpless.
Oh, how the Doll screamed. As though the infant were being carved with a knife from her body, the body that only a Fairy lily could make desirable. Kill her already, Skinless Prince. What gives her the right to call herself your mother? He would have rotted inside her, like a forbidden fruit, if it hadn't been for the magic the Dark One had spun around Amalie. Yes, the infant was a boy. A son. The Dark Fairy had seen him in her dreams.
Kami'en did not come for her help himself. Not this night. He sent his bloodhound to find her instead. His milky-eyed jasper shadow. Hentzau stopped in front of her, and as usual he avoided looking in her eyes. "The midwife says she's losing the child." Why did she go with him? For the child.
It filled the Fairy with quiet satisfaction that Kami'en's son chose the night to come into the world. Amalie feared the darkness so much, she always kept a dozen gaslights burning in her bedchamber, even though their pale light hurt her husband's eyes. Kami'en was standing next to Amalie's bed. He turned as the servants opened the door for his mistress. For an instant, the Fairy thought she could see in his eyes a shadow of the love she used to find there. Love. Hope. Fear. Dangerous emotions for a King, though Kami'en's stone skin helped him hide them. More and more, he was starting to resemble one of the statues his human enemies erected for their Kings.
The startled midwife toppled a basin with bloody water as the Fairy approached Amalie's bed. Even the doctors backed away from her. Goyl doctors, human doctors, Dwarf doctors.
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