Franny Billingsley’s,The Folk Keeper, made my vessel spin helpless and rock like a mad thing. I never thought that three drops of blood dripped in the sea could cause such a storm, but that is what Corinna’s blood did in more than one occasion.

Of course, Corinna is not ordinary gal; a stubborn and revengeful orphan, when she disguises herself as a boy in order to tend the dangerous folk, she sets up to discover a great secret about herself—more than she ever imagined.

I had to hold tight to the mast of my boat; I wanted to cross this book unharm . And I did as Corinna shared with me her courage.