Hi peeps! Here’s a little gift from me to you for your patience…an excerpt from the upcoming new installment of the Two Worlds series, TRANSFERENCE. Enjoy! 🙂Â
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A small blue fairy flew up to us, notepad in hand. “What can I get for you?” she trilled.
“We’ll have the Narzel sampler and three glasses of ale please,” I ordered, not bothering to look at the menu. Since coming to Turgor, Molly’s Tavern had been the staple and main supplier of my diet. Blue Fairy nodded and zoomed off, leaving behind a trail of fairy dust in the air.
Rena sneezed, causing her skin to grow bright orange. “I’ll tell you”—Rena sniffled—“working in the archives is ramping up my allergies.”
“Could be a lot worse, right?” I offered, sipping the cold glass of ale that had suddenly appeared on the table.
“Yeah,” Nia grumbled, “we could have to clean the Harpie nests on the top floors in Caldbeck.” We all shuddered in agreement.
The table began to sparkle and before I could blink, a large, piping-hot pizza surrounded by a few plates appeared. I grabbed a plate and dug in and the girls followed suit. The sounds of our chewing blended into the noisy ambiance of the small little hut. Rena and I locked eyes and she smiled briefly before her smile slid off her face. I tracked her gaze to a lanky figure advancing quickly over to our table. I swallowed my chunk of pizza and braced myself.
Erika Williams sneered as she approached, bumping into our table. I steadied the glasses of ale and matched her sneer.
“What do you want, Ericka?” Nia sighed, pushing her plate away. “I’m not up to arguing today.”
“Oh, I’m not here to argue,” Ericka replied sweetly. “I’m here to tell you that I know about your little dirty secret.”
My heartbeat began to speed up. Erika pushed her way in to our booth next to me, forcing me to slide over and give her room. She grabbed a slice of pizza and began chomping away.
“Do you mind?” Nia growled.
Erika gave her a smirk. “Not at all.”
“What dirty little secret do you think you know, Erika?” I demanded.
“Oh, you know. The one where you lie about Awakening Larius.”
I let out a shaky breath. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I’m sure you don’t.” She laughed and grabbed another slice. “But I can be very persuasive. Larius didn’t mind telling me all about your little lie.”
“Is that before or after you destroyed his tombs in Giza Graveyard?” Rena asked.
Erika rolled her eyes. “All in the name of justice, I’m afraid. Besides, no one really cares about those dusty old tombstones. The Brozek Ledgeris just looking for a story.”
“I’m sure.” I bit into my own slice of pizza that was now cold. “You better be careful whom you go around admitting that to.”
“My father will take care of the police.” Erika laughed. “Have you forgotten who I am?”
“A spoiled, bratty kid of a politician with too much money and far too much time on his hands?” Nia replied sweetly.
Erika snarled. “Watch what you say, Nia. You’ll need all the allies you can get.”
“Thanks, but we have plenty of allies,” I snapped. My patience was wearing thin. Ericka gave off another laugh and this laugh was so chilly, I was surprised my ale didn’t freeze.
She slipped out of the booth, grabbed another slice of our pizza, and gave a small salute before sauntering off.
I let out a sigh of relief and turned back to my girls. “So what do you think?”
Nia scoffed. “I think she’s full of—”
“She might know something, Nia,” Rena said, interrupting. “Her father does have high connections in the Council.”
“Yeah, yeah. But so what? No one will believe her if she told. It’s her word against ours.”
“Still, we might want to be careful provoking her. She could cause more trouble than we can handle right now.” Nia chomped on her pizza, silently conceding that Rena was right. Â
