Page 147 of The Fae Girl 1

“We should celebrate.” Mira said.

“It was just one spectral.” I stated.

“And a dybba.” Nela said nudging into me, like she hadn’t been urging me to run and hide at the time.

I smirked. I’d half forgotten about the dybba.

“Well I’d say we’ve earnt a night off.” Nela said.

“We?” I teased. “I seem to recall I did all the hard work.”

She laughed. “I was the backup. Ready to catch you when you tripped over your clown feet and landed on your arse.”

I laughed harder. “Sure you were.”

“Let’s go to the Courtyard.” Mira said.

I looked at her, trying not to frown. I think we all knew why she wanted to go there.

“We could.” Indi said.

I looked at Nela who was clearly weighing it up.

“Fain won’t like it.” I stated.

“Yeah?” Nela said. “Then maybe he can play nursemaid for a change.”

“You are not my nursemaid.” I snapped half insulted. She made it sound like I was a baby when I’d more than proved I could look after myself now.

“No? Then what’s the issue? You’re big enough to take a spectral on now, what’s a Prince compared with that?”

I burst out laughing. “You’re a bad influence you know that?”

“Yeah, maybe you rubbed off on me Fae.” She said nudging me with her shoulder again.

“So we’re going then? It’s a yes?” Mira said.

“Fine.” I said. “But I want to be more incognito. I don’t know maybe wear a hat or something to hide the ears.”

“And the hair.” Mira added.

I rolled my eyes but she had a point. My hair was probably worse than my ears.

“I’ve got an idea.” Indi said disappearing before coming back. “We could wrap your hair like mine. It won’t hide you completely but it would help.”

“Alright.” I said. “But can I at least wash first? I’m covered in dead spectral.”

“It’s definitely a look.” Nela said running her eyes over me.

I snorted before walking into the bathroom and quickly stripped off. Thank god I had more than one set of leathers now because I sure as hell was not putting a dress on.

As soon as I was clean and dressed Indi had me seated while she wrapped the silk in place.

“Why do you wear this?” I asked.

“I come from Oosi, it’s a tribal region in the north. My people believe our hair is sacred and should only be seen by our closest family.” Indi replied.

“So you never show your hair?”

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