Chapter 9Amélie sighed as she sat down on one of the logs next to the dwindling fire, and reached for a stick she could use to stir the embers. “It was not your fault.”
Fantasma gave a half-hearted shrug. “I didn’t screw up her eyes, but I still set her off.”
Before she could try to object, Elise sat down on the other side of Fantasma. “You don’t blame the person who steps in a bear trap. You blame the person who put the trap there in the first place.”
Fantasma straightened up with a snort. “Still isn’t very fun to lose your foot.”
“No,” Elise admitted with a little smile. “But I’d make you a new one.”
A blush spread across Fantasma’s cheeks, and Amélie smiled in spite of the nervousness she still felt at the situation. “You do not seem surprised, Elise.”
Elise shook her head. “I rem
