Page 122 of Stone Seduction
Ah, welcome back, sparkly vibes.
After the swim, we took a stroll through town hand in hand, drawing the attention of humans and knights alike.
Yeah, yeah. Stare away. He’s on my arm, not yours.
We came across some posters for a candlelight vigil being held on the seafront tonight for the victims of the motorway café disaster.
“Such a lovely idea,” Luke said.
“Wanna go?”
“Very much so.”
We walked on, reaching a small Christmas shop. A crocheted Christmas elf with auburn hair sitting in the window immediately caught my eye. It reminded me of Luke, its rosy cheeks totally endearing, the azure outfit matching my boyfriend’s peepers.
I’d be back to buy the cute little fella at some point.
A cold wind blew down the street. What a shame the green dome didn’t control the temperature.
“I think it might snow,” Luke said, gazing up at the sky.
When I returned him to the lighthouse, it did.
A short while later,I left Luke to be with his friends, walking the streets with Eden and Dane. Snow fell lightly, not settling, forecast to stop in an hour or so.
After grabbing the crocheted elf, we headed toward Aubergine Road.
My sister stopped at the end of the purple road, her brow seriously furrowed.
“What’s up, sis?”
She brushed snowflakes from her hair, staring ahead. “Reports keep coming in about New Winton.” Her phone buzzed. “There’s another one.”
Dane nodded. “I got a text last night from Carissa about it. She said there’s some knights outside of town who’ll check things out.”
I didn’t get a message due to being removed from the patrols list again.
“What are you guys thinking?” I asked.
“That I want to investigate it myself,” Eden answered, cracking her knuckles.
“I feel you,” Dane agreed. He showed me Carissa’s text.
New Winton.
Whispers. Strange colorful glowing at night. Half-eaten rats found on the perimeter.
Stay vigilant.
“Whoa.”
He nodded. “Freaky, right?”
Eden caught some snowflakes in her palm. “Do you think those masked humans have set up a base there?”
“Maybe,” he said. “I hope they get nuked out of there.”
My sister crushed a fist into her opposite palm. “Fuck with our queen, die screaming.”
