Chapter Twelve: With Intent to Deprive
Guardians of the Twilight Lands -- The Sixth Book of Unexpected Enlightenment
“They look so cute together.” Joy sighed on the following Monday, as Ivan and Freka strolled hand-in-hand across the commons. The couple walked beneath a large red umbrella that floated, seemingly of its own accord, above their heads.
Joy, Rachel, Zoë, Valerie, and Siggy stood under one of the line of huge black umbrellas with glowing silver rims, gazing out at the pouring rain. The last of the snow had been washed away days ago, except for tiny piles that had once been Snow Lucky and other works of winter art. The temperatures were below freezing; however, the lightning imps sent constant rain, so everything was covered with a thin layer of ice. The new couple’s footsteps crunched as they walked across the frozen grass.
Rachel agreed with Joy. Before she could comment, however, Salome ran up to their small group, breathless with excitement.
“They’re here! The silver slippers,” Salome crowed. “We can commit larceny tonight!”
“Shh!” Joy looked over her shoulder at where the princess stood a little way behind them, speaking kindly with an admiring student in need of advice. “Nastasia will hear you.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Rachel asked, shocked that Joy, of all people, wanted to keep something from the princess. “I thought this was so she could show us her vision.”
“Yeah, nah,” said Zoë, “you know how the princess is about the dean. She’d turn us in.”
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