The little goblin loosened herself from around Alyssa’s waist, and sensing her emotions, scampered up the steps to launch itself at the jinn. For a second, Alyssa feared the creature would attack, but Abigail caught her as one would a boisterous toddler, and the little traitor cooed.
“Hi, pretty. Did they name you yet?” she asked and put the goblin on her hip as if it were a child. Alyssa rubbed Arbiter’s shoulder, and he reluctantly followed his handler.
“I told you—she will love what you love and hate what you hate,” Mell reminded as their escort led their horses away.
“She just joined us,” Alyssa deflected, reaching the top step.
“You must name her and now,” Abigail warned, and her attitude betrayed that this was not her first goblin.
Alyssa looked into those large eyes, and the l
