Though once Grimm had One's great tome,
For some time she was alone,
No book of evil in her arms,
But soon another, to some's alarm,
Found its way to Grimm's embrace.
She persuaded all its place,
By right, should be with her. The book,
she showed, was harmless. Look!
She said, and showed it to be so.
Or so it seemed. She laid low
And worked with Drake in Red Shift,
Causing chaos sure and swift,
While, in secret, criminals
Played a part despicable
In her scheme to sacrifice
Lesser humans (for a price).
But if this small, new volume
And Grimm were able to commune
With spirits from another plane…
Well, this writer will refrain
From stating speculation as fact
And instead state this: perhaps.

- Extract from “The Princess and the Book” by M. Napier