I cross my legs and rest my hands on my lap. “Seriously?” I hesitate, but she shoots me a death-glare and I quickly plant my butt down on the ground, the pointy edges poke through my clothes. “Sit.” She points at the grass that surrounds her throne. She climbs up the short stairway with me trailing at her heels, and then sits on the thrown, gathering her flowing black dress to the side of her. Green, leafy vines budding with pink flowers entwine around the throne and up the trees that grow in the room. She hikes down a path dotted with petals, heading towards a podium holding a throne. “Stupid, little creatures,” she mutters under her breath and for a second I kind of like her. “Silence!” They hastily drop their heads and a hush falls over them. They’re whispering with their beady little eyes on me and I even hear one of them giggle, “Gemma.” Maybe I need to start figuring stuff out about relationships, about life, about what I’m going to do for the decades and decades I have lying before me.Īs soon as we step into Luna’s chambers, I’m enclosed by a herd of Sprites. “I don’t have a favor,” I mutter under my breath, but as I say it, I realize I have no idea. I was just telling you from my own personal experience that it’s not going to work out in your favor.”
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