“Santa drives a truck?”
He shook his head at her question, “yes, he drives a truck. He has a sports car too which he keeps in London.”
“Does he really have reindeer which fly?”
“Yes.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes,” Nick was laughing at her curiosity. “However, there is no Dasher, Dancer or Prancer and Rudolph is a joke. They are specially bred to be able to withstand high altitudes, frigid air and to fly long distances.”
“How do they fly?”
“Fae magic.”
“There’s a lot of fae magic. What special abilities do you have? Like the stealth thing yesterday where you kept us hidden in the alley and the snow thing. Give me more details!”
“Controlling weather, especially winter weather is in my blood as a magical being. I’m connected to the weather. I can slow time to a crawl like Dad can. I can create
