Kane’s POV
A kaleidoscope of mismatched colors immediately assaults us as we walk into the Crescent Moon Ballroom. Multi-colored flowers and feathers were everywhere: the decorative archway, the walls, the scattered rectangular and round tables. I wasn’t sure where to look to keep my eyes from burning out of my head.
“Looks like something regurgitated rainbows in here.” One of my warrior remarks in disgust.
“f**k, I don’t even know where to look without my eyeballs burning.” Another pipes in.
“Whoever decorated needs a head scan.” I say.
Graham chuckles, “I bet the cereal leprechaun and toucan had wild s*x and chezzed all over everything...” He says with a hint of amusement in his voice, making us all groan. f*****g Graham!
“I’ll never be able to eat cereal again...” a warrior w
