*Rapunzel*
“Are your dad and Luna Goldtail permanently estranged?” Horace asks.
“I certainly hope not.”
“Perhaps we can persuade Luna Goldtail to live here in the interim.” That is so Horace. When a solution to a problem presents itself, he moves swiftly to carry it out.
I give myself a mental shake and turn to the nursemaids. “Do we truly need all three of you for one child?”
“The best nurseries have at least three nursemaids and a nanny, if not a governess as well,” Bardolph puts in.
I look at him, and he falls back a step. “Which of you does Susannah like best?” I ask the maids.
After some hesitance, a chubby-cheeked she-wolf with a sweet mouth steps forward and says, anxiously, “My name is Alice. But I don’t speak a word of French, my princess. Nor any other language except the
