The Skye Trilogy: Isle of Skye, Isle of Night, and Isle of Dawn. * Bonus: Scrumptious Skye Confections Cookbook*

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the Solas and throw her arms around them. She is the most open, trusting person, I have ever known."
     
    “Although Winnie was charmed by her daughter, she also was fairly alarmed. While she adored Gussie and loved her very much, she was also worried. Gussie might be charming and full of personality, but she had not one drop of any magical inclination in her blood. Winnie prayed hard for health and gifts to be given to her third child. On one chilly, early spring day her child was born, a daughter who she named Cecily. From the moment, I was in her arms she could sense my light and magical gifts."
     
    “Growing up I was given the same love and attention of my brother and sister. I also was given many lessons as well for I was to be the heir to my mother's throne. Even though, I knew how important that was and even though I saw the Solas every day I still didn't grasp the importance of it all. It wasn't until I was fifteen did I understand the evil of the Rau. My father went to the mainland to buy my mother a gift for her birthday. Three days later two boxes containing what we believed to be his and his guard’s body parts were carelessly flung from the sky into our courtyard."
     
    “I always knew they were out there and that they hunted our kind, but I thought maybe we had a fighting chance. There were some people that did leave the safety of the island. I guess we all naively hoped they got away and were traveling the world, healthy and whole. It wasn't until I saw my fathers mangled body parts did I begin to realize how wrong I was. For the next few years I threw myself into magic and casting, determined to protect and serve my family as best as I could."
     
    “The Spring of my eighteenth year the entrance was opened and the Fae came over onto our little Island. It was something we all looked forward to. Seeing friends, meeting new people, dancing, partying into the wee hours, I couldn't wait because I was now eighteen so I could finally enjoy it!"
     
    “At the first night Ball I was standing with my sister and Queen Sidra's daughters who I adored. Alvie, Breena and Carling were my best friends along with my sister. We giggled and were sipping champagne when I glanced up and saw this devastatingly handsome man staring at me. At first I didn't recognize him but then I realized it was Cormac, the Queen's eldest and only son. I blushed under his gaze and tried to enter the conversation around me. I snuck glances at him as he made his way over to our little group."
     
    “May I have this dance, he asked, as he held out his hand. While the girls laughed around me, the atmosphere changed, and this pull came over me. The attraction was so great I could scarcely breathe. So we danced and danced again and over the next few weeks we hardly left each other's side. We used to sneak around at all hours, much to the dismay of my Guardian Mathias. When it was time for the Fae to leave I was heartbroken, but both Cormac and I knew our duties and knew we could never be together.”
     
    “You see Gypsies cannot breed children with the Fae. Only Fae can breed with another Fae. To make matters worse my own brother Oliver a few years prior had married a Fae. Oliver met Rhoswen during our visit to Fairlia. She was a beautiful but poor servant girl. That mattered little to my brother though. My mother may have accepted his marriage to Rhoswen, but she still harbored some feelings of regret for he would give her no grandchildren."
     
    “So I waited until the last second as he walked into the portal, and my heart split into ten thousand pieces. How can this be wrong? I asked myself. I knew with every ounce of my being that he was the other half of my soul. Days turned into weeks and still I moped around barely able to wake up in the morning. I tried to hide it from everyone. If someone figured it out, the fallout would be terrible. The only one who saw my pain was my Guardian, Mathias. At night, he would bring me handkerchiefs and

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