Maythorn's Wish (The Fey Quartet Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
She searched for the second stream—dark and hissing—and the black pool where she’d rescued the babe, but found no sign of them. Finally, she spied her basket of herbs upturned alongside a mossy log. “Hello?” She cautiously approached the basket. “Can anyone hear me?” Leaves rustled in the breeze and a bird sang somewhere behind her, but other than those sounds, Glade Forest was silent. I need to find the border, Widow Miller thought, but her feet stayed where they were, unwilling to move. Finding the border with Faerie seemed as sensible as standing underneath a wasps’ nest and beating it with a stick. “But first I’ll see to these herbs,” she told the sleeping baby. “After all the effort of picking them, it’s a terrible waste to just let them lie here and rot. See? They’re only a little shriveled.” She gathered the herbs as briskly as a one-handed woman could and set the basket beside the mossy log and clambered awkwardly to her feet. “Now, let’s find your mother.”
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