21
Jacoby
After returning from my ill-fated swim, I change and step into my feasting chamber. By now, I’ve taken care to dress in my royal best, meaning a long black coat and leather pants. The room looks as it always does, what with its rustic wooden table and garden murals on the walls. Wide windows let in the sunshine.
It’s the perfect place to set my trap for Agatha.
I can’t believe I was so careless back at Sweet Willow Cove. I don’t show my wings to anyone. I must resolve the question of her honesty, once and for all.
I tap into my inner energy, focusing my power between my palms. An orb of magic appears. Waving my arm, I send it out across the table. The sphere bursts and pulls in my favorite delicacies from Earth. There are croissants and fresh fruit, sweet cakes and hot tea.
