Once Upon a Marigold is, to quote the front cover, part comedy, part love story, part everything-but-the-kitchen sink. And the cover is absolutley right! I loved this book, exept for a little bit at the end where it’s set up for a sequel. This book doesn’t need one! It will be hard for the sequel (if there is one) to live up to the original. Anyway, I thought this book was fantastic. It’s about (predictably) a boy, a girl, and a kingdom. The boy, Christian, (or Chris) was found in the forest at the age of six by a troll. Not one of your “Shall we squash them, bake them, or fry them?” trolls, but a nice troll who lives in a cave I think he must have rented from Merlin. He has two dogs, an anti-tooth fairy campain, and a collection of found items. Chriistian is an inventor, and a good one. So good that, by the age of seventeen, he’s invented a whole new way of communication, (p-mail - read the book and see!) which also happens to be the perfect way of introducing himself (shy guy, isn’t he?) to the lonley and cursed Princess Marigold. I’ve told you what Chris and Ed (the troll) have, so this is what Princess Marigold has: A curse, a loving father, three dogs, a truly awful mother, three older, happily married sisters, a whole lotta unwanted suitors, and Chris’s letters. When Chris takes a job at the palace, things start heating up. No, not literally – there’s no boiling oil in Once Upon A Marigold. But be prepared for dungeons, an evil plot, a jealous gaurd, a flirty dairy maid, two botched weddings, and a failed flying machine. Buckle up, daring readers!