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I hadn’t realized the incubus had followed us in.
“His sister.” The woman stepped toward me, reaching out to touch my face with shaking hands. “He finally found you.”
“Yeah. I guess he did.” No wonder Desmon had been so adamant that Seth was the one to help me. He’d known.
“Look at you, all grown up. And you’ve found your magic too. Oh, that’s wonderful.” Then the woman was in tears, sobbing and touching me like she couldn’t believe I was solid.
I stood there, not knowing what to do.
“Oh, I’m mauling you. I’m sorry. This must be a lot to take in.” She wiped the happy tears from her eyes.
“It is. And I feel like a stranger when I shouldn’t be,” I admitted. “But I’m happy to finally meet you and can’t wait to make up for lost time.”
There were three knocks at the door before it opened. Desmon stood in the doorway. “I smell an intruder.” His eyes focused on Prax, and smoke seemed to huff from his nostrils. “Those two I expected. You, I did not.”
Prax cleared his throat. “I’m newly freed from bondage, and I am unsure of the world I’ve been released into. I’m here seeking occupation while I learn my way around.”
“I have no need for an incubus at the moment, but I’ll see what comes up.” Desmon’s eyes drifted to the urn in my arms. “You have completed your mission.”
“Yes,” I said. “Amrita is trapped inside.” I handed the urn over.
“Wonderful. And in a proper container.” He eyed Eamon, who had the sword in one hand and a glowing pickle jar in the other. “Who’s in the jar?”
“Nastafar,” Eamon said, leaning the sword up against the wall.
“Interesting.” Desmon took it as well and held it up. “What do you want for this soul, demon?”
“It is not for sale. It is a gift from my future wife.”
Future wife. I liked that.
“Will you lend it? I wish to display it in my museum.”
Eamon turned to me. “I kind of like the idea of Nastafar on display in a pickle jar in a museum. Sounds humiliating.”
“You can do whatever you want with him. I don’t mind.” I also wasn’t sure about having his soul hanging out in our home. That would be creepy.
“I will list you as the owner on the plaque,” Desmon said, which seemed to please Eamon very much.
With that done, Desmon waved a hand, and another portal appeared. This one shimmered but was not opaque. Beyond it was Eamon’s suite in the penthouse. Home!
I turned to Elana. “Let’s meet for lunch sometime. We’ll catch up.”
She nodded happily and grinned. The air around her sparkled, and her eyes grew round. “My magic. I haven’t felt my magic in years.”
“She has that effect on people,” Eamon said.
I gave Elana a hug goodbye, and we stepped into the portal. Nugget greeted me on the other side.
“Nugget! You’re safe!” I held her to my face and gave her a bunch of kisses. She didn’t even complain. “Who’s a cutie?”
“A cutie. Such a cutie!” she exclaimed.
“Yes, you are! You’re a cutie.” I gave her a few more smooches, only to notice Eamon glaring jealously at Nugget.
“Where are my kisses?” he asked as he picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder. He started up the stairs to our room.
I giggled. “I’mreallyhungry for demon today. I’d like to order the extra-large, please.”
