× Trix ×
“I kinda understand why you'd hide that, but I can't believe there's a girl who didn't fall for the great o' Trix,” Eva teases me.
“Come on, that's a good thing. I don't want to make another woman obsessed over me like you already are,” I throw back at her. “Hey, are you sure what you did is working?” I ask, noticing how the hand with the rune is swelling. “Check that arm, Eva. I think it's swelling up.”
We stand beside the bed where Dixie lies while we talk. Eva goes over to the other side of the bed, where Dixie's palm bears the rune.
“Ouch!” As soon as Eva touches Dixie's arm, she pulls back, yelping in pain.
“What's wrong, Eva?”
“She’s burning up, like literally burning up. Oh goddess, help us. Her condition is beyond drinking from the blessed waters,” Eva mutters to her
