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I coughed and ran my hand through Clawdia’s fur, who seemed as shell-shocked as me. “It’s definitely something.”
He smirked. “You wish you had a story like ours, yes?”
I nodded robotically. “Yep. You caught me. I’m super jealous.”
He crossed his arms smugly and looked at his lover. “Not all creatures are as blessed as we are. But maybe you will find a love like ours someday, Charlie.”
“Here’s hoping,” I said agreeably, although I had no desire for the love of my life to walk my way.
Zaide interrupted, “When are we leaving to explore your town, Charlie?”
I gave him a grateful half-smile. “When everyone’s ready.”
“I am ready,” Savida announced.
I looked pointedly at his wings and horns. “You don’t look human to me.”
“I will disguise them before you leave,” Daithi said quietly.
Savida looked at him in shock. “You are not coming with us?”
“I am still drained from yesterday’s vision.” He looked at me solemnly. “Do not fear, Charlie. I have enough energy to cloak them until you return.” And suddenly, I wasn’t sitting at the table with three otherworlders, just one faei and two humans. “This will do?”
I gaped at Zaide, who was now a large human man with tanned skin. His purple eyes and his white hair were still present and made him recognizable. “Are we ordinary like you, Charlie?” he asked, his lips turned up in a wide smile.
I scoffed. “I’m not ordinary. I’ll have you know I was voted most attractive in my year at school.”
Zaide glanced at Savida, recognizable by his red hair, gray eyes, and dark skin, which was now a human shade. He grinned widely and bowed toward me. “Ah, so sorry, your handsomeness. We didn’t realize you were rated so highly. Our mistake.”
They both looked like models. The bastards. “For fuck’s sake, Daithi. You couldn’t have just stuck a bag over their heads?”
Daithi raised a green brow. “Savida’s wings would have been visible. I thought you desired them to look human.”
“You know humans come in all shapes and sizes. They don’t both have to look like they’ve just walked out of a bloody photoshoot. Jesus Christ.” I huffed and ran a hand through my hair.
Zaide immediately asked, “Who is Jesus Christ? A spirit you pray to?”
I sighed. “I’ll take you to a church.” Clawdia hopped off my lap, walked to the backdoor, and turned and meowed at me. “All right, Clawdia’s going home. See you later, Clawdicat,” I said. There were disappointed sighs and halfhearted whispered goodbyes from my guests as I opened the door and watched as she jumped onto the fence separating our gardens.
* * *
Wavinggoodbye to Daithi at the front door, Savida, Zaide, and I left home and ventured into the town center. We were walking since the sun was shining and there weren’t any rain clouds in the sky. I also wasn’t sure how they’d feel about the car.
As it was a weekend, town teemed with people, so my new friends had the chance to truly observe the variety of humans in this realm. Tall, small, and all sizes in between. Shades of white, cream, brown. Facial features that were various shapes and lengths. Eyes that were shades of blue, green, gray, and brown. Hair that was of any length and any color.
“Look there, Charlie. That female has green hair. Do you think she is a relation of the faei?” Savida pointed out a girl sitting on a bench. She wore all black, from her dress to her boots, and her hair sat in two bunches on her head.
“She probably dyes it. It’s not her natural color.” But his question raised another one for me. “Are there relations of the other races here?”
The myths about demons and faei and titans had already confirmed that they’d been here in the past, but I didn’t think of what that could mean for humans.
I’d forgotten the classic human adage: If you can’t beat it, fuck it. Of course there would be descendants.
Zaide answered since Savida had already skipped ahead to stare through the window of a shop. “Undoubtedly. Daithi said that before the fall of the titans, many realms visited the human one, sometimes in passing to another realm.”
Savida distracted me and waved us over, practically jumping on the spot. “Charlie, that person is so wrinkled.” He cooed as he pointed through the window to an old man looking at a pot. “He. is. Adorable.”
I chuckled, having visions of the scene fromDespicable Mewhere the little girl is hugging the fluffy unicorn. “Don’t let him hear you say that. And no, you can’t keep him.”
