by A V Awenna
Chapter 20. Dahzen in action
Demi-Lee was enjoying a long, deep bath, in the First Citizen’s Lodge, even better than the ones at the Healers’ Lodge. She was up to her chin in bubbles; a goblet of something sweet and healing and a tray of bite-sized cakes on a stool beside her. She popped one into her mouth and chewed it – it had a flavour like chocolate and lemons – as she recalled the events of the day.
One of Tefyn’s personal Healers had managed to remove the remains of the Gadget that had fused with her skin. It had left a scar, but they promised to heal it as best they could. It had been horrible having to tell Owina the Gadget was destroyed, but fortunately Owina was just glad that Demi had survived – and intrigued that Demi had absorbed the translation spell. Owina had tried out every language she knew, and Demi had understood it instinctively.
Her filthy, torn clothes were being washed and mended, but she had been promised something new for the evening’s celebration. An outfit like Pefryn’s, it had been hinted, in colours of her choice. And here was a fairy bearing a selection of fabrics to choose from…
