Page 84 of The Tree of Spirits
“Oh, I most certainlywilltell them that.” He winked to let me know he was kidding. “Fine, I’ll just tell them you needed to calm down after setting your bedroom curtains on fire.”
“Why do you have to talk about my settinganythingon fire?”
This time, his shoulder squeeze was more of a shoulder punch. “You have a legend to build, Sav, and I’m going to help you build it.”
“A legend for setting the curtains on fire?”
“We need to start small and work our way up.” He grinned at me and then ducked out of my cottage.
I closed the door behind him. Then I leaned against the wall, taking a few breaths to collect my thoughts before I let the crazy Rebel out of my closet.
“Now,thatwas interesting,” Conner said behind me.
I jumped at the sound of his voice.
“Don’t scare people like that.” I turned around to face him.
Conner ran his hand through his sunshine-blond hair. “I like your brother. He sounds like the sort of person who knows how to have fun.” He followed up his words with a hard, judgmental look.
“I know how to have fun,” I insisted.
He snorted.
“I do.”
“Ok, ok, You know how to have fun.” He lifted his hands up in the air in surrender. “Now please don’t set the curtains on fire again.” His mouth twitched.
I glared at him. “You’re not as funny as you think you are.”
“Then why are you smiling?”
I frowned when I realized he was right. I had smiled.
“Don’t you have better things to do than annoy me?” I asked him.
“Nope. While I was stuck in your closet, I made use of the time to locate the celestial globe.” Conner tossed the glass sphere up in the air, then caught it. “Which means now I’m all yours.” He wrapped his arm around me.
I peeled his hand off my shoulder.
Which seemed to amuse him even more.
“So, how do we get the location history off of that?” I indicated the celestial globe in his hand.
“Don’t worry, Red. That part will be easy. After all, I am the most powerful Knight in all the Many Realms.” The easy smile on his face made it impossible for me to doubt him.
But I could still tease him. “I thought that honor belongs to Kato.”
His expression soured. “Very funny.”
“I was serious.”
“Oh, really? I couldn’t tell. Your serious face and your funny face are so much alike.”
I grabbed a pillow off the sofa and threw it at his head.
He caught it easily. “Much as I enjoy a good pillow fight, we really need to skedaddle before the Watchers show up.”
“Right. Of course.” The seriousness of the situation settled on my shoulders, and boy did they suddenly feel really heavy. “Let’s go.”
