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“Everything about this place is so magical,” she said.
I swam in front of her, noticing that not only did the sun make her cheeks and nose slightly red, but it highlighted the little splattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose, and out here with the vibrant greens accentuating her features, her hazel eyes reminded me of the deep waters of the sea.
A little giggle came from our right. One pixie laid on her stomach on the rock, arms folded, legs swinging back and forth. The pixie was about a foot long, her gossamer wings fluttering behind her and shimmering under the sun. This pixie had short golden hair and big blue eyes.
“What happens if I go near it?” Havana whispered.
“I don’t know. Go find out.”
Very slowly, she waded over to where the pixie sat. Another pixie joined the one sitting, this one with long brown hair. Pixies never wore clothes, but I didn’t think Havana seemed to notice as their big-eyed face and fluttering wings enchanted her. She went over to them, and I waited, knowing if the pixies were in a bad mood, I’d have to step in, but so far, they seemed intrigued with my companion.
“Hello,” Havana said. “It’s very nice to meet you.”
I bit back the laugh wanting to get out of Havana being proper with the pixie who was probably debating on whether to stab her with something or play with her hair. The second pixie fluttered up and over to Havana’s face. Havana stilled, not moving, waiting for the pixie to do something. The pixie grabbed a part of Havana’s hair and tugged her forward.
“Leon . . .” Panic filled her voice, and I waved her over, assuring her this was a good sign.
“She wants to braid your hair.”
“Really?” Havana allowed the pixie to guide her over to the rock where the area wasn’t as deep so Havana could stand.
“The pixies are in a good mood today,” I proclaimed.
Havana smiled and turned around, putting her back against the rock. The other pixie flew next to the golden one, and the two began weaving Havana’s hair into multiple braids. I waited in the water, admiring how Havana could barely contain herself and had to grip her hands to stop from squealing with joy.
When the pixies finished, they had braided Havana’s hair on the top of her head in multiple braids. They had taken the nearby vines and weaved it through with little leaves that were now all across her head in a beautiful crown. She turned around and gave the pixies a little bow.
“Thank you,” she said, and the two pixies flew forward to give her a kiss, one on each cheek, and then fluttered off immediately.
Havana spun around and swam toward me. “Leon,” she shouted. “I can’t believe this day. It’s just so perfect.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”
“I am, and you know what would be really fun right now?” she asked with a smirk.
“What?”
“A water fight.” She splashed me in the face, and I coughed, not expecting to be doused.
“Oh, you want to play rough? Did you forget who I am?” I called up the water into balls.
“That’s not fair! You can’t use your magic.” She frowned and pointed at the floating orbs of water.
I sent both of them her away. One hitting her chest, one hitting her face. She gasped in shock, and I laughed. With each insult she threw my way, I doubled over with laughter, and I used my power to send more water at her face.
But she wasn’t mad because she came right at me splashing and this time, I didn’t use my magic and send it right back. Swimming away, she squealed.
Getting an idea, I dove under the water before she turned around.
Allowing my body to shift, my vision switching to see her perfect legs treading water, I maneuvered through the algae until I was right underneath her.
My name came out in a muted yell as she kicked around in a circle, probably searching for me. I swam toward her right leg. In a quick movement, I nipped the back of her thigh causing her to scream and whack me on the top of the head.
Bubbles floated to the surface as I laughed. She popped under the water, searching for me, and I darted out of her vision, grabbing her foot and tickling it. This time instead of hitting me, she swiftly wrapped her legs around my neck and squeezed. The shock of her fast movement made me laugh and she squeezed harder. With a jolt, I used my magic to propel us both up out of the water. She screamed and loosened her hold. Spinning, I caught her before she hit the water, and tossed her back down with a splash.
We laughed, my stomach hurting until finally we were so out of breath we had to wade over to where the steps were to stand. I hadn’t laughed this much in years, decades even. My crew and I had fun, but this was different. Havana had a way of easing my spirit like the calming of the sea. She turned to me, moving closer, and I pressed my back up against the rock.
“I can’t believe you bit me.” She laughed, her smile wide and vivacious.
