by M. E. Lee
She was a prisoner. Her only crime was being her mother's daughter. Someone wanted her dead before she could become a threat. What they didn't know was that she was not entirely alone. Hidden in the rafters of Woodstock Palace, a tiny figure in a dark reddish cloak watched over her -armed with ancient magic and pointed ears, invisible to guards and assassin alike. History remembers her. It forgot him. A short fantasy rooted in real Tudor history. For fans of Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell and The Name of the Wind. A new Lox short story.
| # | Title | Words |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Part One - Sounds of the Shadow | 0 |
| 2 | Part Two - A Spell of Ice | 0 |
| 3 | Part Three - Chasing Shadows | 0 |
| 4 | Part Four - Burning Feathers | 0 |
| 5 | After Thought | 0 |
