Chapter 17
Maggie leaned over the stairs. No light came from below to give her a hint of how far down the steps might lead. Her fingers itched to create a flame, anything to see exactly how magnificent her find was.
One bit of misplaced magic and it’s done.
Maggie pressed the worn flower again. The pedestal didn’t slide closed.
“Shit.” Maggie knelt, pushing the metal platform with all her might.
“Are you adoring it?” Angleca cooed through the curtain.
“Just another minute.” Planting her feet against the wall, her arms shaking, she inched the pedestal back into place. She leapt to her feet, yanking the pink dress off the wall, and shimmying into the layers of fluff.
“Would you mind fastening me?” Maggie called sweetly.
Angleca slipped through the curtain. “Oh, you look absolutely di
