Even if she’d lied to Hugh about the cause of her intestinal distress, the fresh summer air did refresh her. Her appetite returned by the time she’d left Hugh’s residential neighborhood, so she stopped at a café for a pastry and coffee and watched the world go by from a seat outside. With her wardrobe one hundred percent contemporary, she blended in seamlessly. Even her hair had grown, and though she refused to waste the time necessary to curl it, society also accepted a loose knot at the base of her skull.
She missed the weight of her sword at her hip, but her magic meant she was never defenseless.
A cab deposited her in front of the museum a few minutes ahead of her session with Liam. She waved to Jasper at the front desk, who wished her a harried good afternoon before returning to a c
