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Alec
Elle steps up to the sleeping troll. She kicks at it with her boot. “Cool,” she breathes.
“You’ll have to show me some of your fairy and enchanter magic one of these days.”
“I can only do a few things with fairy dust,” Elle knocks on the statue’s arm. “And I don’t think I have any enchanter magic.”
“I disagree.”
Elle spins about to face me. “What makes you say that?”
“We get along far too well.” I grin. “And I’m a wizard.”
Bzzzz… Bzzzz…
My phone goes nuts. I pull my cell from my pocket. Both Diamond and Legend are calling me. My parents dial from separate phones, but with the same purpose.
“Blackaverre,” I state. “Do you think she’s working with Marchesa?”
“Absolutely.”
I turn my phone off. “And Marchesa is in league with my parents. Clearly, Diamond and Legend know som
