35 Quotes About Goblin-king

You are the one who wanted a happy ending, my dear. So you tell me, how does the story end?"Tears slipped from my face, and he wiped them away with his thumbs. "The foolish young man lets the beautiful maiden go.""Yes." His voice was clotted thick with unshed emotion. "He lets her go.

Love is the bridge that spans the world above and below, and keeps the wheel of life turning.

I hadn't expected the game to start off so poorly, so I hadn't yet gathered any ideas for penalties to dole out. So I asked another question. "Fine. What is your favorite color?""Green. What's yours?"My glance fell on the salver beside me. "Red. Favorite smell?""Incense. Favorite animal?"My eyes lingered on his. "Wolf. Favorite composer?""You.

The last night of the year," Constanze said. "Now the days of winter begin and the Goblin King rides abroad, searching for his bride.

How long before the moonrise?" I asked."Not long," the Goblin King said. A grin spread across his face. "Not long enough for you to escape, at any rate.""You have to give me a chance."He crossed his arms. "No.""A gentleman would honor the rules.""Ah, but I am not a gentleman, Elisabeth.

Now the days of winter begin and the Goblin King rides abroad, searching for his bride.

What would be enough? He had an answer he wanted to hear, but I withheld it. Games and more games. We would always be dancing with each other, the Goblin King and I.

A velvet voice stroked down my spine. "I'm quite pleased, quite pleased indeed."I turned around. The Goblin King was lounging against one of the alder trees in the grove, one arm draped against the trunk, the other resting casually against his hip. His hair was in wild disarray, ruffled and feathery, like thistledown, like spiderwebs, illuminated by the full moon into a halo about his head. His face held all the beauty of angels, but the grin upon his face was positively devilish.