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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
The Dragon Swan Princess
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Afterword
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The Witchโs Tower
Copyright ยฉ2018 Tamara Grantham
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Summary: Gothelโs choice is simple: either stand guard over Princess Rapunzelโor die. But just because a choice is easy doesnโt mean itโs pleasant. Protecting Rapunzel means watching her lay trapped in a tower, bedridden by hair that is so long and heavy itโs driving her insane. Gothelโs life has become one of imprisonment and solitude, tooโuntil a prince and his handsome squire appear at the towerโฆ
ISBN: 978-1-63422-334-8 (paperback)
ISBN: 978-1-63422-335-5 (e-book)
Cover Design by: Marya Heidel
Typography by: Courtney Knight
Editing by: Kelly Risser
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
-W. B. Yeats
Blood. My blood.
Rapunzel was getting bolder. A gust of rain-scented wind rushed through the clearing as I pulled a scrap of rolled linen from my cloak. I wrapped it around my wrist where sheโd clawed my skin. Droplets soaked through, staining the fabric.
Sighing, I straightened to stare at the moonlit tower looming over me. I didnโt know what to do with
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