A Princess for the Witch Doctor (Legends of Rahasia Book 3)

Chapter One

            The god of war made me near-unbeatable.

            The god of beauty made me as lovely as the sunset.

            The god of life made me the protector of humankind.

            And the goddess of death, warrior woman of legend, she gave me her blessing like this.

            She looked me up and down, the whole of my tiny and somewhat rotund three-year-old body, and said:

            You will never back down from a challenge.

            I, still growing into my amber skin, sunlit eyes that the god of beauty blessed me with. Or cursed, what use is that gift when they could have given me something useful, like armor repair or first aid?

            I was three, for gods' sakes, I wasn't attracting anybody but the palace nurses who brought me honeyed milk in the morning with my mashed biscuits.

           But the goddess of death, she was a lioness with skin rich as the earth. A halo of bright curls, gleaming around her head, and eyes like a blood-moon one second, then dark as night. Eyes that mirrored my own, stubborn reflection.

            You will never back down from a challenge.

            And oh, my goddess, I never did.

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Readers,

I think the gods created a monster in this princess.

-Sophia