“No need to stand … or stand on formalities.” He strode forward and crouched beside her, offering a hand. “I’m Gingko.”
Tsumiko’s eyes widened, for her gardener had claws.
He sighed. “Nobody told you about me?”
Gingko pushed back his hat. He was younger than she expected—about her own age, perhaps a little older. While he had the famed beauty of the inhuman races, his pupils were round. Which only confused Tsumiko further, because it made Gingko seem more human.
—Tsumiko and the Enslaved Fox (Amaranthine Saga, #1)
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I don’t like spoilers, nor do I like to spoil surprises. That’s probably why I’ve been sitting on Gingko art for so long. His return to Stately House may be forecast early on, but Tsumiko certainly didn’t see him coming. With Book 2 releasing in less than a month, I’m bringing out FoxOfTwilight’s rendition of the estate’s gardener. Continue reading