slide in the mud.
Savannah and Pri cried about
their muddy uniforms, while a crowd of onlookers pulled out their phones and
snapped pictures.
Unfortunately, Mina missed
all of the events that she had released onto the cheerleaders. Once Savannah
screamed, something else had caught her attention. Someone who looked familiar
ducked behind a red and white tent.
No.
It couldn’t be. I haven’t seen him since… the bakery. Mina had to find out to make sure she
wasn’t losing her mind. She’d trapped him in the Grimoire, after all. She
carefully followed the tattooed man as he entered the tent. Mina went around to
the back and tried to look in through a small hole in the tarp. At first, all
she saw was a bunch of blurry shapes, but then they came into focus, and she
saw the man with long, greasy, black hair. He didn’t bother to cover the wolf
tattoo on his bare chest wearing only his black leather vest on his upper half.
It was Grey Tail!
He spoke quietly to an old
woman wearing a bright colored dress and sash around her waist. Her white hair
was covered with a shawl, and she argued quietly with the Fae wolf.
“I don’t care if everyone
thinks fortune telling is lame. You get people into this tent, and I don’t care
how. Threaten them, bribe them, or kidnap them. Just get them in this tent. I
don’t want to be old forever. I need to regain my strength before our next
attack!” she hissed.
The woman turned with a
dramatic flair to sit behind a round table that held a fortune teller’s crystal
ball.
“Claire,” Mina breathed out
the witch’s name before taking a step back and tripping over a tent stake,
causing it to shake.
“What was that?” Claire’s
voice said from inside. “Go, and deal with it.”
Mina scrambled to her knees
and took off running toward the middle of the fair. She bumped into someone,
and a tall girl yelled at her and elbowed her in the side. She almost crashed
into another person but regained her balance when she saw a large Tesla
display.
The large electric coil
reached high into the air, and there was warning tape that roped off the
viewing area to keep spectators at a safe distance. But it was the two people
she saw putting on the demonstration that made her mouth go dry. They matched
this time in their black suits. Temple wore a dark suit with gold spats on his
shoes and matching top hat. Reid wore a similar outfit with a bowler hat. It
was unmistakably the Stiltskins, both of them.
Reid held his hand over the
lever of the Tesla machine, and it started to pop as electricity ran up and
down the coil. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. Not them too!
She ran from the Tesla
display to check out some of the boosters’ booths. She found Mr. Hamm behind
the booth helping to sell Kennedy High souvenirs. There were a bunch of Kennedy
High keychains, magnets, cozies, and—she quickly scanned the table and
picked up a laser pointer.
She gave Mr. Hamm the money
before twisting the cap to see if the pointer worked. It did. The laser pointer
could cut through planes and reveal a Fae’s true self through their glamour.
Only Royals were strong enough to shift their shape and hold it.
Mina ran back out into the
crowd and used the laser pointer, flashing it at passersby and at each of the
booth vendors. Nothing morphed or changed. Maybe that was it for the rogue Fae.
She spotted Nan and Charlie
on the large carousel and jogged to the metal security fence. She tried to wave
at them to hurry and get off.
“Can’t,” Nan called from her
perch on a giant brown dog before it spun out of sight. Charlie sat next to her
on a smaller tan dog.
“Not till the ride is over,”
Nan yelled again as it went around a second time.
Mina found Ever waiting
impatiently by the carousel exit.
“Ever! We have to get out of
here now! Claire and the wolves are here. So are the Stiltskins.”
“Wait, what?” Ever jumped to
attention. “Didn’t you trap them in the Grimoire?”
“Well yeah,
Savannah and Pri cried about
their muddy uniforms, while a crowd of onlookers pulled out their phones and
snapped pictures.
Unfortunately, Mina missed
all of the events that she had released onto the cheerleaders. Once Savannah
screamed, something else had caught her attention. Someone who looked familiar
ducked behind a red and white tent.
No.
It couldn’t be. I haven’t seen him since… the bakery. Mina had to find out to make sure she
wasn’t losing her mind. She’d trapped him in the Grimoire, after all. She
carefully followed the tattooed man as he entered the tent. Mina went around to
the back and tried to look in through a small hole in the tarp. At first, all
she saw was a bunch of blurry shapes, but then they came into focus, and she
saw the man with long, greasy, black hair. He didn’t bother to cover the wolf
tattoo on his bare chest wearing only his black leather vest on his upper half.
It was Grey Tail!
He spoke quietly to an old
woman wearing a bright colored dress and sash around her waist. Her white hair
was covered with a shawl, and she argued quietly with the Fae wolf.
“I don’t care if everyone
thinks fortune telling is lame. You get people into this tent, and I don’t care
how. Threaten them, bribe them, or kidnap them. Just get them in this tent. I
don’t want to be old forever. I need to regain my strength before our next
attack!” she hissed.
The woman turned with a
dramatic flair to sit behind a round table that held a fortune teller’s crystal
ball.
“Claire,” Mina breathed out
the witch’s name before taking a step back and tripping over a tent stake,
causing it to shake.
“What was that?” Claire’s
voice said from inside. “Go, and deal with it.”
Mina scrambled to her knees
and took off running toward the middle of the fair. She bumped into someone,
and a tall girl yelled at her and elbowed her in the side. She almost crashed
into another person but regained her balance when she saw a large Tesla
display.
The large electric coil
reached high into the air, and there was warning tape that roped off the
viewing area to keep spectators at a safe distance. But it was the two people
she saw putting on the demonstration that made her mouth go dry. They matched
this time in their black suits. Temple wore a dark suit with gold spats on his
shoes and matching top hat. Reid wore a similar outfit with a bowler hat. It
was unmistakably the Stiltskins, both of them.
Reid held his hand over the
lever of the Tesla machine, and it started to pop as electricity ran up and
down the coil. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. Not them too!
She ran from the Tesla
display to check out some of the boosters’ booths. She found Mr. Hamm behind
the booth helping to sell Kennedy High souvenirs. There were a bunch of Kennedy
High keychains, magnets, cozies, and—she quickly scanned the table and
picked up a laser pointer.
She gave Mr. Hamm the money
before twisting the cap to see if the pointer worked. It did. The laser pointer
could cut through planes and reveal a Fae’s true self through their glamour.
Only Royals were strong enough to shift their shape and hold it.
Mina ran back out into the
crowd and used the laser pointer, flashing it at passersby and at each of the
booth vendors. Nothing morphed or changed. Maybe that was it for the rogue Fae.
She spotted Nan and Charlie
on the large carousel and jogged to the metal security fence. She tried to wave
at them to hurry and get off.
“Can’t,” Nan called from her
perch on a giant brown dog before it spun out of sight. Charlie sat next to her
on a smaller tan dog.
“Not till the ride is over,”
Nan yelled again as it went around a second time.
Mina found Ever waiting
impatiently by the carousel exit.
“Ever! We have to get out of
here now! Claire and the wolves are here. So are the Stiltskins.”
“Wait, what?” Ever jumped to
attention. “Didn’t you trap them in the Grimoire?”
“Well yeah,
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