Dedra's eyes widened. Threads of fate were everywhere, practically spilling out of the tent. The two Fae before her looked beaten and frail. This is what happens when the Suntory get tired of you, isn't it?
Dedra's first instinct was to be a good girl and leave. Perrault wouldn't like a late...
Dedra pulled Ethir by the arm into a darkened tent - only to come face-to-face with two fae. One of them had gold dripping from her eyes and lips, looking like a broken marble statue come to life. The other shifted in shadows, the only light flickering in their crimson eyes.
There was no...
"Um...excuse me..." Dedra poked her head around Ethir's back. "I, uh, need to get lunch for Master Perrault..."
Her eyes widened as soon as she caught sight of Ianthe and the goblin.
She didn't need divination to see the ensuing chaos.
"Yes, Miss Reika! We shall happily move right away!" She...
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