Amy grinned and pressed the charm to Never’s collarbone.She pulled it back and blinked.“Whoa.”She quickly took a picture.She smiled at Never.“Did you want to see?”
“Sure.”
The swirling quicksilver was visible in the image.
“Aw, it’s more than skin deep.”Never smiled.
“Yeah.I think Emily might give you a hefty discount for that, just so she can take pictures of it.”Amy smiled.“This is her card.”
Tam-or took it.“Thank you.”
She smiled.“Jennel can help design power stoppers.They will keep her from getting to a dangerous point if she gets generous.”
Never smiled.“That might be a good idea.If I am around people, I like to energize them.This could be why I avoid people.”
Amy nodded.“I understand, but times change.”She jerked her head toward Tam-or.
The orc was texting.When responses came in, he smiled and texted faster.
The speakers came back and sat down.The goblin smiled.“My son received very wise advice and was given his options for his future, including the effect his decisions would have on his wife.I could not have done better, and I would have done worse.”
The troll nodded.“He would have.”
The three speakers chuckled.
The troll took his phone out and tapped it with a stylus.“There.My clan’s marking.I will let the chief know we have an active shaman one week from now.”
The goblin did the same.“There.Our mark.Wrap those in your design.My king already knows.”
She looked over to where Dem-rah was packing up tacos for a to-go order.He lifted his head and grinned at her.“Yeah.Pretty sure he knows.”
“Did you want to go home?”
“Yeah.I need another nap.Doing this from the house would be best.Not having to block out dozens of people would be great.”
He nodded and squeezed her.“Sounds good.Once you have the marks, we will need to activate them, but that can wait until all the marks are in place.”
“Wait.How many are you planning?”
He smiled.“Have you seen a shaman before?”
“Yeah.Oh.Right.Wow.That’s going to be a thing.”She looked at him with narrowed eyes.“Minimal facial markings.”
“Understandable.You have a lovely face.The rest of you is just spectacular.”
She chuckled.“Okay.I can walk.”
“Nope.It wouldn’t do to drop the shaman on her first day.”
“I thought you said most shamans were males.”
“They are, which is why you get special treatment.You are special, precious.”He winked.
She rolled her eyes.He made their goodbyes to the others, and when she looked around, she saw Amy sitting with what had to be her partner.Her hand was held by the one that wasn’t wrangling tacos into his mouth.There was another couple with them and a child about ten years old.
“Where’s the third agent?”
“He’s on honeymoon...with his wife.”
