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Chapters (38)
  1. ABOUT THE BOOK
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. PROLOGUE
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. CHAPTER THREE
  9. CHAPTER FOUR
  10. CHAPTER FIVE
  11. CHAPTER SIX
  12. CHAPTER SEVEN
  13. CHAPTER EIGHT
  14. CHAPTER NINE
  15. CHAPTER TEN
  16. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  17. CHAPTER TWELVE
  18. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  23. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  24. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY
  36. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  37. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  38. Also available in The Forbidden Library series:

Alice thought for a moment. “Why do you need us? You’re already inside the fortress. Why can’t you just go through?”

“The room with the gate is sealed while Mother is on the other side.” The giant sat back, blushing again. “I have tried to steal the key, but Nordra the Warden keeps it out of my grasp. But I’m certain a mere locked door would present only a small obstacle to a Reader!”

Alice had to admit that was probably true. She looked at Flicker, who met her gaze and shrugged, as if to say, You’re the Reader. This is your show.

“All right,” Alice said. “If you can get us into the fortress, I’ll get you through the door to the portal.”

“You give your word you’ll bring me through?” Erdrodr said. “You won’t leave me behind?”

“I give my word,” Alice said. “Now, how are you going to sneak us inside?”

The ice giant grinned, and rummaged once again in her basket.

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

A SUBTLE ENTRANCE

“YOU DON’T HAVE to come, you know,” Alice said.

Flicker stared miserably at the river. It was calm, to Alice’s eyes. She wouldn’t have worried about going for a swim, if it weren’t so cold. But from the way the fire-sprite looked at it, it might have been Niagara Falls.

“Pyros told me to take you all the way to the Palace,” Flicker said. “My memories of the other side may be useful.”

“You’ve shown me to the gate. I’m sure that’s enough.”

He shook his head. “No. Get on with it.”

They were at the bottom of the hill, out of sight of the ice giants’ fortress. Erdrodr had told them to wait an hour, which Alice had timed precisely by the hands of the silver watch. Erdrodr had gone back to the fortress and made her own preparations.

Now Alice held the ice giant’s gift. It was a sphere of ice about the size of her head, cool and slick like an enormous marble, heavy enough that she had to carry it in both hands. Alice had covered it with a ragged bit of bedsheet to keep it from freezing to her fingertips. When the hour was up, as Erdrodr had instructed, she tipped it into the water with a splash. The water was cold, but not frozen, so the ice ball ought to have begun to melt.