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Ere stirred beside her, clearing his throat. His sidelong glance told her to simmer it down. It wouldn’t do to lose her shit in this crucial moment.
Divina connected eyes with him and inhaled deeply through her nose.
Okay, this was really not like her. She never lost her cool. Well, almost never. Only when she witnessed cruelty against her babies. Like those mean horsemen with Andros.
Her method was to charm and coax and flirt. She absolutely embodied the saying “you’ll attract more bees with honey than with vinegar.”
But, at the moment, she was fuck out of patience. She needed to go back to Andros.
STAT.
“You brought me a handsome ancient instrument,” the Master said slowly, as if speaking any faster would make the words undecipherable to Divina’s current Cro-Magnon level of comprehension.
“After I have thexian nütune the strings, it will no doubt create lovely music.”
Divina nodded fervently, trying to hurry him on.
“But.”
Shifu said the one word and stopped abruptly.
Divina waited, but nothing else was forthcoming, so she pressed:
“But?”
“It does not produce the Song of Destiny.”
Her eyes widened with fury, panic and disbelief.
“The hell you say!”
Ere and Sorin each had a hand on her arm, their grip gentle but firm, holding her back from physically attacking the little old man.
Divina supposed that wouldn’t be the brightest idea. But she really didn’t give a hairy rat’s ass.
She and her friends didn’t just go through allthatfor nothing! She didn’t meet, fall in love with, and let Andros go for nothing!
Shifu’s gaze slid to Ere and flicked over Sorin.
“Yet another failure on yet another quest,” he intoned with a softtsk.
Ere spoke up then, no longer able to keep silent. Despite the threat of having his voice turned into a croak or a meow or removed altogether, as experience past had taught him to dread.
“We brought back the Jewel of Dreams, the treasure dragon’s tear,” he reminded the Jade Emperor’s emissary.
“Only after the sands of time was up,” Shifu said sullenly, with a twitch of his white mustache and beard.
“Details,” Ere gritted out.
“It is the details that matter,” the old man rebutted.
He turned to Divina again, dismissing her friend.
“And this time, you failed again to bring back the object of your quest.”
Oh gods! She couldn’t take this anymore!
There was a moment of hyper awareness in the opulent hall, as if time had suspended before a cataclysm. When everyone’s eyes widened, breaths held, with instinctive dismay.
