The Hero's Guide to Storming the Castle

The Hero's Guide to Storming the Castle

Christopher Healy

Language: English

Pages: 512

ISBN: 0062118463

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Your favorite princes and princesses are back in the hilarious and action-packed sequel to the breakout hit The Hero's Guide to Saving Your Kingdom by author Christopher Healy, which the New York Times selected as one of its best books of the year.

Prince Liam. Prince Frederic. Prince Duncan. Prince Gustav. You remember them, don't you? They're the Princes Charming, who finally got some credit after they stepped out of the shadows of their princesses—Cinderella, Rapunzel, Snow White, and Briar Rose—to defeat an evil witch bent on destroying all their kingdoms. But alas, such fame and recognition only last so long. And when the princes discover that an object of great power might fall into any number of wrong hands, they are going to have to once again band together to stop it from happening—even if no one will ever know it was they who did it.

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than her bone-pale skin, and a diamond tiara was tucked into the mountain of thick auburn hair piled atop her head. She crossed her arms and flashed a self-satisfied grin at Liam, who sat before her in a gold-plated, velvet-cushioned super-seat. “I’d like it better if I wasn’t chained to it,” Liam said. Iron shackles bound his ankles to the legs of the throne. “Seriously. My feet are going numb. Can we loosen these cuffs a bit?” “Sorry if your tootsies are sore, Tough Guy,” Briar snickered.

footsteps running up the hall outside. He quickly shut the diary and slapped it back into its hiding place behind the mirror as his two frustrated prison guards rushed into the room. “Here I am, gentlemen,” Liam said, holding up his hands in the air. He was going to have to play along with Briar until he could find out more. “I give up. Take me back to Briar Rose. I’ll do whatever she wants.” The men grabbed Liam’s wrists and pulled them behind his back. “We’ll give her the message,” said one

were solid black. Some people say Rundark was born out of a mad alchemist’s attempt to distill the essence of pure evil. Others claim he emerged fully grown from an erupting volcano. Although it’s also possible that he was the son of a used-cart salesman from Nebbish Village—they didn’t keep very good records in Dar. Whatever his origin, Rundark was not a man to be trifled with. He had risen to power in a bloody campaign of destruction that left a trail of broken bodies and demolished homes

never recovered from the . . . adjustments Wrathgar made to their bodies.” Rauber glanced over at Rundark. He couldn’t read anything in the Warlord’s cold, hard stare. “Sorry, Vero,” the Bandit King said. “You bumbled.” “There was a troll,” Vero blurted. “There was a troll, Your Highness. This is why we could not apprehend the trespassers.” “A troll?” Rauber began breathing in loud, heavy snorts. The two scouts nodded, backing up Vero’s claim. “Repelling trolls from Rauberia takes top

glider wings you asked for,” Taylor said. But he was ignored. “No catapults—got it. So . . . then what? You’re planning to pull the heist off by yourself?” Ella asked, trying to decide whether she was more incredulous or offended. “Well, not just him,” Taylor said, tossing his arm around Liam. “Little Taylor will be there, too.” “Look,” said Liam. “You know as well as I do that Briar was lying to us last night.” “Lying about what?” Taylor asked. Ella shushed him. “But she was right about one

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