“But strangely the fizzling flowers were not what had my attentions. Because flapping out of the flames was a dragon. And it wasn’t Flicker.”
Een heerlijk avontuurlijk en spannend boek met Gorgels, monsters, ontvoeringen, en dit keer gebeurd alles in de Alpen (dus we zien ook gletsjers, bergen, marmotten).
Marvin moved to Alec’s side. After a quick hug and a whispered reassurance from his mate, the merman was all bright smiles and warm, welcoming chatter. It was artifice, but Marvin was good at being charming, especially when nervous or under threat. In merfolk, charm was a survival trait. Luring sailors to their deaths using beauty and siren song wasn’t all mythology. Marvin had simply moved onto luring locals to barbecues using throwing pillows and canapés. Everyone needs a hobby.
