“Jen, behave so that the nice fairy won’t want to strangle you.” Cynthia grinned at Jen. “Good thing this isn’t a democracy,” Jen hollered back. “I vote we knock out the pregnant chick when it comes down to that or strangling her,” Peri called over her shoulder. “Here we go,” Sally murmured under her breath. “You can’t expect me to be trekking my pregnant butt all over this forest.” “Seriously,” Jen agreed and winked at Sally. “What is with these Veils being so deep in the bloody mountains all the time?” Sally muttered. “The closest crossing to the Fae realm is deeper into the mountains,” Peri told them as she began to walk, and beckoned them to follow. Once they were all standing with packs on their backs, Peri used her magic to make Jacque a floating gurney. They began packing up their camp in a rush. “That’s what I’m talking about,” Jen whooped as she threw a fist into the air. Then we’re going to kick that evil witch’s ass.” It’s time we joined together as a race and stood by one another. “We’re going to get Jacque help, then we’re going to petition the Fae council, and then we’re going to gather the packs.
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