From the author of Faerie Fruit and Bessie Bell and the Goblin King comes a cosy, fairycore tale about family, belonging, and finding your heart’s desire.
Far from anywhere we know, once in the bluest of moons, a grand and marvellous market comes to the sunlit Rosewood: the Roseberry Faire. It’s a place of marvels you’ve never heard of; wonders you’d never think to dream. You might find your heart’s dearest wish — or something you never knew you needed.
Under the gold-limned boughs of the Roseberry Tree, folk gather from far and wide. Summerthorn, an avid collector, come out from her quiet home under ruined Wyld Court and taken to the road. The ouphe Od of the Inglewood, searching for a way back to the golden days of his youth. Wort and the tatter-steed Ragamuff, travellers and raconteurs; and Agatha Storm, strangest of all, from far and far away.
This is a lyrical tale of wishes and dreams; of quiet joys and heart’s easing at the end of a long day. It’s a tale of sunny adventure, good eating, and the kindnesses of strangers. Above all, it’s a tale of finding yourself, finding your folk, and what it means to be home.
Contains: found family, animal companions, neurodivergent rep, and magical hats! Marvellous cakes! Fairy folk and folklore! And all of Charlotte E. English’s trademark quirky, beguiling charm.
👍Worth reading
They called her Summerthorn, for though the frost curled her toes in her boots the colour of violets, and the snow turned her pale as the moon, came the sun and she blossomed like a daffodil, and the roses came out in her cheeks.
faintly; ‘Hoy,’ she
She was prickly, too, like the tips of holly leaves.
