I Edged to the Right
that sister of yours- a fleeting intensity in his look
- too much truth serum
- sent a handwritten note
- New York’s elite muckety-mucks
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I edged to the right, gripping Tessa by the elbow. We could sneak away while Zeus and Fleur had each other distracted. On a vessel as large as a Contrarian Royal Airship there had to be some private place where we could talk uninterrupted.
“I should have listened to that sister of yours,” Fleur said, snagging me by the collar. “She warned me you’d try to slip away.”
Which of my sisters had she been talking to?
“Which of his sisters have you been talking to?” Tessa asked. “Most of them are liars.”
“Go away, Pamplemousse,” Fleur said. “I have business with my husband.”
A fleeting intensity in his look told me Zeus Pamplemousse was greatly vexed to be dismissed like this. “Too much truth serum is poison for a relationship, Fleur,” the giant man grumbled. “You really ought to spare my feelings.”
“If I wanted to spare your feelings I would have sent a handwritten note, and being the daughter of the Contrarian Warlord, it would have been a thing of calligraphic wonder. Now go.” She flapped her hand at him.
“This isn’t over!” he roared. “New York’s elite muckety-mucks will hear of this! You’ll never be invited to another polo match!”
Fleur tightened her grip on my collar. “Come with me. And bring your robotic Ultra-Druid.”
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