The confused look on Eric’s face is enough to make me want to double over with laughter, but I manage to restrain myself. I lead Marcus through the crowd and into one of the old stone hallways.
I keep his hand in mine as we climb the winding staircase to the tower. The same one where we summoned Barquan. It seems as good a place as any to contain the damage if this process goes haywire.
I open the cobweb-covered door to the circular room and let Marcus enter.
“This doesn’t look much like a party room,” He muses. “It could do with some decorations.” With a wave of his hand, a tornado of purple smoke swirls around the room. In its wake, it leaves a trail of ridiculous pink and purple decorations. Streamers, balloons and glitter galore.
With one last squeak, a giant teddy bear appears in
