Chapter 23Blanche guffawed.
Zofia waited, resisting a smirk that pulled at the corners of her mouth. Blanche gaped at both of them, incredulous.
“Some joke.”
“It's no joke,” Zofia said, still holding her expression sober.
“You're not joking?” Blanche blinked at them.
“Never more serious in my life,” Zofia said. “Midnight, you think?” She directed her question to Tillie, still looking Blanche up and down.
“Excellent time!” Tillie said. “Very few Ugwumps are awake—especially that old hag next door.”
“Can you take care of the Mandrake and Dorian, yourself?” Zofia asked.
“Piece of pie,” Tillie said.
“Cake,” Zofia corrected.
“Whatever! Meanwhile you stay and supervise luring the unicorn.”
“But… you guys can't be serious,” Blanche said. “A unicorn? Here, on First World?”
“It's Blood'
