The Swan Princess is waiting for you to read by... MOONLIGHT! We can break the spell, said Lorgaire. “How?” Aowyn asked. “Tell me how and I will do it!” Love, honked Caoin Croí. “Love?” Aowyn’s mouth hung open. “Your idea of love is what got us into trouble! The only love you sing of now is a swan’s song.” Choróin shook his black head. Our love was misplaced. Our love was no love at all. Your love… Eagnaí suggested Your love is enough! Stór peeped. “If it is enough, why do you not change back?” Aowyn cried. The swans fell quiet again. Aowyn ran her fingers through her red curls. “There has to be more.” The servants would not help Aoife, Stór peeped. The servants! The brothers gurgled. Maeb? Stór suggested. Maeb! the older brothers echoed. Aowyn’s eyebrow arched. “Maeb.” She folded her arms. Aowyn knew Maeb loved them, so why had that love not saved them? How could the nursemaid help? Would Maeb believe her if she told her what Ciatlllait had done? Would it stop Ciatlllait and her plans to marry the king? Or would it come back on Aowyn? Would Ciatlllait find out and punish them further? Eagnaí rubbed his beak gently against Aowyn. You must try, Sister. For the love you bear us, Lorgaire added. amzn/B00IRUBQR6
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