By T.K. Wilson … I would be at Fionn’s side at the ball, but we were best friends; he carried a token of mine at tournaments! It was natural that I should be there. Only natural…
By T.K. Wilson … There was a dear old lady, who could never remember my name, yet she loved my brother and I, and she called me Little Snow White because of my long dark hair (not black, but very close) and pale complexion. It wouldn’t be until I was an adult that I would bear that nickname as a true badge of honor.