Don't Pick Up That Coin!

I was just an innocent author minding my own business. Until I found that coin…

The evil thing zapped me into the novel I was writing.

Now I'm dodging ogres, humans, elves, and a certain wizard-in-training with a proclivity for changing people into small harmless animals.

My only goal is to get home again, and the best way to do that is to get this book back on track. I must help the sexy exiled prince find his brother's killer.

The only problem is that the prince keeps flirting with me rather than the women he's supposed to be adding to the harem.

Wait! Flirting with me? That can't be right.

Wait wait! Why did I call him sexy? Am I falling for the prince, too?