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“Just one photo,” Professor Blackbird encourages. “It’ll be a good memory for both of you.”
It seems unavoidable to refuse, with Professor D’Angelo standing there, staring at us like the Grinch who stole Christmas.
He’s pissed he failed at whatever plans he was formulating to get Professor North and Professor Blackbird in trouble.
I’d have to think about why he knew they were both here. There was a level of confidence I felt with these two professors that made me feel as though they would have made sure no cameras were around to catch them in the act.
Then again, if Asher potentially clued in on what they did, I wouldn’t be surprised.
“Ready?”
I turn my attention to Professor Blackbird’s phone camera, noticing the case is a cute bat figure with the camera lens being the ‘eyes’ of the animated creature.
“Smile a bit more, Sweet Cruella,” Asher encourages.
“Stop calling me that,” I huff, which only makes my smile non-existent. I can only imagine Professor North looking even more miserable.
“C’mon, you two, try to smile,” Professor Blackbird encourages, moving his head back from the screen to add. “Or I can make you.”
Fae.
Manipulative, sinister, blessed beings who can make you do whatever they need you to without realizing it.
Never test their abilities of control.
“Smiling,” I announce, but genuinely give a smile at the thought of winning this unannounced challenge that unraveled without warning.
“Got it.” Professor Blackbird declares.
I look up to my left to see Professor North isn’t even looking in front of him.
He’s looking at me.
“Happy Birthday, Orpheus,” I quietly say while maintaining my smile. “You should blow out your candles.”
He blinks a few times, and I can’t read his expression.
“Thanks,” he finally mutters and proceeds to blow out the candles.
“I hope you made a wish,” I point out as I watch the streams of smoke that rise from the candle tips.
“I bet he did,” Professor Blackbird declares. “Let’s go to the break room, Orpheus.”
“Hmph.” He doesn’t seem excited by that at all.
“Ophelia.”
I look to see Asher offering his hand to me.
“I’ll escort you back to your suite. You’re probably tired, aren’t you?”
Now that I think about it, I’m a bit winded from all that lustful adrenaline, matched with the sudden need to ignite that spell of raining books and the cake.
“A little bit,” I admit. “I promised to wake up Blair.”
“Roomie?”
“Yeah.”
