Miss Landon And Aubranael (Tales of Aylfenhame book 1)
“Still, to be all-knowin’ is beyond the power of any bein’, much as I may wish it otherwise.Grunewald, though. Grunewald I did, and do, know. He’s a bit of a legend in these parts. He’s a witchifier, like Hidenory—thick as thieves, them two—but for reasons known only to hisself, he’s made his home in England. ‘Gentleman Grunewald’, they call him, for he likes to pass hisself off as a gentry-cove. Mighty talented he is at it, too. Nobody knows what he really looks like, but nobody much cares. At ...the time o’ tellin’, Gentleman Grunewald was loiterin’ about in Nottinghamshire. He ‘ad a house right on the edge o’ Sherwood Forest, an’ thas where our good friend Aubranael was goin’.’ On the other side of Hidenory’s door, Aubranael found a large mansion house. The door opened onto the hallway, quite as if he had come through the front entrance. The building was old, and the decor eccentric: a frieze ran around the walls near the ceiling, depicting nymphs and satyrs frolicking with a variety of woodland creatures, and the rest of the walls were panelled with wood and painted dark green.MoreLess
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