UPROOTED x YA REBECCA
With her family and homeland suffering from a destructive curse, eighteen-year-old Eleanor agrees to marry the fabled Autumn Lord in exchange for a cure. But when he doesn’t keep his end of the bargain, a bloodthirsty creature emerges from the plague. Battling a growing attraction to her mysterious husband, Eleanor must stop the monster before it destroys everything—and everyone—she loves.
The world was fading.
I could see it in the wilting trees, their branches heavy and tired. Any color their bark still retained seeped out from the roots, sucked into the leaf-littered ground, diluted until it was gone. It left them gray. Sickly. Just like the sky and fields. The people.
The shelter of the barn hovered behind me, but I still shuddered at the word. It stirred up memories of children’s rhymes sing-songed in cruel jest, the rhythm echoing through my mind.
Eleanor is an Autumn baby.
The Autumn Lord has a lonely side.
The Dimming wasn’t real, though. It was just night-time folklore, nursery rhymes and boogeymen.
Still, it was hard not to imagine some mystical explanation for all the sickness and decay. The forest was only part of it. The harvest had been poor, with barely enough food for winter. The summer had been too hot and dry, and there weren’t enough healthy births in spring.
An entire year of want. Of sickness and loss.
It was nothing like when I used to play in these woods, building forts with Peter and knocking them down with Daniel. I could never get that joy back. I couldn’t fix my fading world any more than I could fix my fading family.
Unless I believed a children’s song.
When you reach eighteen, you’ll be a lady.
You’d better watch out; he’ll make you his bride.