A Prince For Sophie
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Sophie knew he spoke nothing but the truth.
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“Well, sister?”
Invisible to human eyes, the two fairy godmothers hovered close to the ceiling and looked on as the young family snuggled in to enjoy the intimate moment.
“Gwendolyn, I have to admit that you were completely right. He is a good boy. And such a good father, too.”
“And the perfect match for our Sophie?”
“Indeed.”
Leaving the bedroom, they continued to rise above the castle in Korvan, the official residence of the royal family in the capital city of Montgermane. Because they wished it, by simply looking down, they could see into the interior of the castle, to the guests who’d arrived that day for little Allie’s christening. Hannah and Alex, Catharine and Philip, and Rachel and Peter, were all sound asleep, all warm and safe and happy. Love thrived here and in the resting hearts, filling the air with the scent of lilacs, the sound of soft music, and the rosy color of joy.
“We’ve done good work here, sister,” Eugenia said softly.
“We have. We surely have. But there is just one thing.”
“Yes?”
“I have so much magic left, Eugenia, I wonder what on earth I’m going to do with it?”
“Oh, that’s easy.”
“It is?”
“Yes.” With a wave of her hand, she and her sister began to drift on the breeze. “Time for us moves at a different pace than it does for them. It won’t be all that long before we’re needed again. The next generation of Benets and Jones and de la Croix are on their way. And, don’t forget, there’s that delightful little Michelle over in Canada. Since that little sweetheart was the one who began this entire adventure, we can’t forget her.”
“Yes, of course. How wonderful! We will be needed again before long.”
“Quite right. And as for these others, there’s really only one thing left to say.”
“I know.” Gwendolyn’s eyes danced with joy. “May I say it, sister? Please?”
“Gwendolyn, I do believe you’ve earned that right.”
Gwendolyn smiled. The air began to sparkle around her. Holding out her hand, her fingers closed around the glowing wand that appeared. Raising it high she then gently dipped it over the castle. Her words, when she spoke, were bathed in the lyrical beauty of ages past.
“And they all lived happily ever after.”
A PRINCE FOR SOPHIE
Magic and Love 3
THE END
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AUTHOR’S BIO
Morgan has been a writer since she was first able to pick up a pen. In the beginning it was a hobby, a way to create a world of her own, and who could resist the allure of that? Then as she grew and matured, life got in the way, as life often does. She got married and had three children, and worked in the field of accounting, for that was the practical thing to do and the children did need to be fed. And all the time she was being practical, she would squirrel herself away on quiet Sunday afternoons, and write.
Most children are raised knowing the Ten Commandments and the Golden Rule. Morgan’s children also learned the Paper Rule: thou shalt not throw out any paper that has thy mother’s words upon it.
Believing in tradition, Morgan ensured that her children’s children learned this rule, too.
Life threw Morgan a curve when, in 2002, she underwent emergency triple by-pass surgery. Second chances are to be cherished, and with the encouragement and support of her husband, Morgan decided to use hers to do what she’d always dreamed of doing: writing full time. “I can’t tell you how much I love what I do. I am truly blessed.”
Morgan has always loved writing romance. It is the one genre that can incorporate every other genre within its pulsating heart. Romance showcases all that human kind can aspire to be. And, she admits, she’s a sucker for a happy ending.
Morgan’s favorite hobbies are reading, cooking, and traveling – though she would rather you didn’t mention that last one to her husband. She has too much fun teasing him about having become a “Traveling Fool” of late.
Morgan lives in Southwestern Ontario with a cat that has an attitude, a dog that has no dignity, and her husband of thirty-five years, David.
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