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With a confused frown, Fabian says, “Fledglings aren’t socks.”
“No, I know that. What I mean is—”
“Ooh, how cute are fledgling socks? Cecylia’s are so tiny!”
I actually see the moment Wil gives up. “Is Cecylia your child?” I ask him.
He shakes his head. “No, she’s Brandt’s. And Percy’s—the former lucifer?”
“Really?” I didn’t know the previous lucifer had a child. Gideon did mention that he was now in a relationship with Brandt, the dragon wing leader, but nothing about a baby. “Garrett, did you know that?”
“Yes. Alistair asked me for help choosing a present when the baby was born. He wanted to know what the perfect gift would be for the child of two leaders from different species who bridged a dimensional gap. I sent him a link to the newborn page of a local toy store, and he called me a killjoy.”
“That sounds like Alistair,” Wil murmurs as we turn onto the street where the post office and council building is. “This village is charming. It’s cold here, but pretty.”
“I first arrived in the late summer, and it’s beautiful then,” Garrett says. “How did you find the conditions flying in? Do you think other dragons might enjoy visiting here?”
“The flight was awesome.” Fabian’s gaze goes dreamy. “So many updrafts on a day like this. Lots of fun.”
That reminds me… “I don’t want to be rude, but is there any chance humans saw you fly overhead?”
The look Steffen gives me is approving. “No,” he replies. “We used a distortion shield coded to only allow members of the community to see us.”
I’m not sure exactly what a distortion shield is, but I’m going to guess it makes them invisible. “I like the sound of that magic.”
Cam snorts. “You’re the social one,” he reminds me. “Youlikepeople.”
Smiling at him, I reply, “I likeourpeople. Humans, not so much.”
“Some humans are nice,” he protests. “My neighbors are great.”
“Your neighbors, the crime kingpins?”
“Don’t be judgy. They’ve been perfectly nice to me.”
I make an agreeing sound, but when I meet Steffen’s gaze, I shake my head. His mouth sets in a line, and he nods. I’m not sure what that means, but we’re bonding. It can’t be a bad thing to have a dragon on my side.
We stop in front of the post office. “This won’t take long,” Garrett promises again. “Why don’t you three get everything ready to go to the cave? Find Zac if you can—it will take less time to get there if there are three of you teleporting. We can go in one trip.”
I lean toward Asher. “Your hellhound is bossy.”
Garrett gives me a death stare. I’m fairly sure that if he wasn’t trying to be professional and impress the dragons, he’d be flipping me off.
“I’ll find Zac,” I promise.
Cam gives a jaunty wave as I adjust my grip on his hand. “See you soon!”
I teleport us back to the house I share with my cousins and hustle Cam out of the teleport room so Asher can follow. “Zac?” I call.
“Za-ac,” Cam echoes, leading the way to the kitchen. I redirect him just before his shoulder makes contact with the doorframe, and he smiles at me over his shoulder. “Thanks.”
Zac looks up from the crumbs of his lunch. He has papers spread out over the table and doesn’t seem all that pleased to see us. “You’re back early. Didn’t the dragons like the cave?”
“We haven’t been yet,” Cam says, planting himself in one of the chairs while I head for the coffee maker. “Did you hear the fuss when they arrived? Why didn’t you come out to meet them?”
He shrugs. “I wanted to read this, and then I got an idea for a safe way to ski on that slope behind the village. I can meet the dragons later, right?”
“No,” I tell him. “Garrett’s volunteered you to teleport some of them to the cave.”
