Excerpt from the book

Susine Comes to the Kingdom of Dwarves

King Liebrecht is the king of all dwarves. His kingdom is not very big - but it's big enough for some of the stories told here. Liebrecht isn't the only name he has, of course - his full name is Liebrecht Darlond the Great. He's exceedingly proud of that last bit because not only is he very tall for a dwarf, he is also fairly smart.
King Liebrecht has been ruler of the Brokewood - the forest lying between the villages of Unterhaugstett and Ottenbronn - for a very long time. In a clearing of the wood, surrounded by tall fir trees, stands the small house he and his four friends call their home. No one knows whether any of the villagers have ever noticed the dwarfish folk in the forest. It's very likely they haven't, because they would have to get up with the first rays of sunlight breaking through the darkness of the woods, for the dwarves are seldom seen past sunrise. At sunrise, in that very brief time before the sun stands full and bright in the sky, King Liebrecht and his four dwarf companions have much to do in the Brokewood. They are always very busy. They might be searching for gold one day, and chasing off evil foxes or wild boars the next. There is also a small garden of flowers, vegetables and herbs that needs tending. Sometimes, of course, they might just be playing tricks on passing travellers (if there are any at that hour) - just for fun, of course; dwarves are a merry folk, and always up to playing tricks.
Much like dwarves, forest fairies like to stay in one place in the forest once they've made their home there. But sometimes fairies are chased away from their homes and must find a new one, which is exactly what had happened to our little Susine one day. She was looking for a new home when she came to the Brokewood and chanced upon King Liebrecht and his friends. After having flitted from one tall fir to the next for a while, she had discovered the home of the dwarves. Deciding to find out who was living there, she knocked at the door of the little house. The door opened and Liebrecht, who had been sleeping and snoring happily until rudely awakened by the noise, looked out sleepily.