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Southland

You might think things are idyllic growing up in a fairytale kingdom. Its all right

kind of boring really. It isnt all wishes and daydreams come true at least none of

mine have. But then Im too pragmatic to waste energy hoping for things that may never

happen. And dont forget there are evil creatures as well as benevolent ones. From the

sounds of some newspapers, you might think they had us well out numbered. Luckily I

live in the southern tip of Kismania. Things run pretty smoothly down here. Plus we

have fantastic weather year round.

If it werent for the fact that to get to town we have to cross a bridge I could

almost forget all about the darker forces. See its a Troll bridge and you either give up an

offering or trick your way across. Mankus is the father Troll of the family that claims

that passage.

When I was younger, every crossing was an act of courage but since I learned he

likes a nice ripe fruit it isnt so bad. We have a diverse grove growing on our farm so its

easy to bring enough for the whole clan. I cant say if he feels the same but I consider

him a friend. If you need proof, once he ran off a pack of wild wolfs that tracked my

brother Taylor and me home one night.

Trolls get a bad reputation. It cant be an easy life lurking under bridges or in

caves unable to be in the sun for more than a few minutes straight. Well, Mankus doesnt

seem so bad and hes the only adult Troll Ive met in Southland. Granted it isnt a proper

sampling size to declare all Trolls are misunderstood. Whether hes an exception or not

I like him. Mankus is a shining example that not all darker beings are destined to be evil.

His Troll kids, Winky and Dinky, are kind of cute. They lost some of their appeal

when they started teething and wanted to bite everything including my fingers. Winky,

his oldest and the daughter, has taken to gnawing on tree limbs to quell her urges. Dinky

hasnt picked up the wood habit but he was grounding up pebbles from the riverbed in his

mouth the other day. That cant taste good but if it keeps him from snapping at me when

I hand him a fruit, I wont complain.

Gin-gin, my best friend and a Fairy, says that Trolls were once much prettier than

they are today. Apparently they considered themselves so handsome that they took to

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turned green and rough and hence their current appearance. At least they dont grow

taller than four feet but dont let that fool you. They are quite strong. Stronger than an

Ogre some say but since I have never met an Ogre, I cant be sure. Most people pay up

out of intimidation. The few who brave across without a better plan get a stone thrown

their way.

As for Fairies, like Gin-gin, they are stunningly beautiful with perfect milky

complexions and long flowing hair. Gin-gins is pure white and even without moonlight,

she shines in the night. Her eyes are pale blue. Shes tall for her kind at ten inches and

now that shes courting age, late forties for Fairies, she has a hard time finding males

taller than her. There are some. The thing with Fairies is they are very particular on

appearances. All the girls like tall guys and all the guys like short girls so she has a tough

time getting the taller ones to take notice for long.

She would have better luck if she didnt spend so much time with me. Fairies

dont trust humans as a general rule of thumb, at least not the full grown ones. Her clan

has not kept their displeasure in her choice of friends silent. Despite that were pretty

inseparable. Perhaps because we share a firm believe that all life is equal. Not all

humans feel the same. Many believe because we are the majority that were the top of

the animal pyramid.

The Proclaimer, the official news source of Kismania and a rag publication in my

opinion, has ads for Fairy sales. Its illegal but they cover up their tracks by using coded

language like Pixie power for so-many doubloons. Why doesnt the King put an end to

this? The guards make raids but the ads never seem to end.

I dont understand if they are magical how Fairies can be trapped in birdcages,

which is how most are kept captive. Gin-gin says their magic is greatly hindered without

their freedom. Too bad that doesnt discourage folks from collecting them anyway and

forcing them to do menial magical tasks for their keep.

The Proclaimeris wrong to allow it but that paper has no scruples. It is all anti-

kingdom propaganda except for page six which is dedicated to the social elites

interactions. Ill admit this much whoever does the artwork for their paper is fantastic.

They use a new device called a camera and the pictures are incredibly lifelike. As much

as I hate myself for reading those pages, I do.


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I write forInsights, the next most circulated news, which is merely a tenth the size

ofThe Proclaimer. If we bothered to sensationalize wed probably catch up but we

adhere to moral standards like keeping the details to facts and not speculation. Quinn, the

owner and editor ofInsights, hired me last fall during a visit to Southland. He needed

someone to report on our remote village. Really there isnt a whole lot going on in my

neck of the woods. I get a kick to see my articles in print. Mostly I cover the occasional

tropical storm, weddings, births and any town event is big news like the Harvest and

Summer Fiestas.

On Quinns recommendation, I use a pseudonym. My official reporter name is

Susie Nimm but outside of my family, Gin-gin and a few co-workers, no one knows that.

Everyone else calls me Felicia, short for Felicidad. Its suits me better than Susie Nimm,

which I consider my alter ego.


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My Little Friends

Yesterday was the big Spring Fling in Southland and it was fabulous; tons of

food, music and mead. Even the recently available Billy Wilson asked me to dance, not

once but twice. Hes the nicest looking man in town but he has also been engaged three

times. He called each off as soon as he got bored. Dancing was pleasant, for one night

but Im not dumb.

After spending too much time writing rather than sleeping last night, Im feeling

pretty groggy. My image in the mirror shows the dark shadows under my eyes to prove

it. My eyes are hazel like my mothers and my hair is brown like my dads used to be.

As for the rest of me you see bits and pieces of them here and there; his smile, her

figure, his odd sense of humor, her smarts. I may not be the fairest of them all but as

long as I can seem them in me, Im happy with how I look.

Dad was upset about my job at first. Hes a liberated thinker and since his wife is

brilliant, he gets why I would enjoy an outlet that flexed my cranium. What bothers him

is that Quinn wants me to go to Kingdom City to see the full production process. Dad

grew up there and has never wanted to go back. Its too busy and crowded for his liking.

What scares him so much is what if I like it and want to move there for good.

And now that winter has passed Quinn is going to bring it up again. I wouldnt besurprised if Speedy has a request with him when he arrives. Speedy isnt his real name of

course. We just call him that because he is the fastest messenger Elf and handles all of

our correspondence. Thing is, I dont know his real name. Hell be here any minute.

Im sure hell give me his usual hard time. All that traveling on the road gets lonely and

therefore he gets chatty.

The difference from Elves and Fairies physically is no wings and they have a blue

shade in their hair and skin. Speedy is a deep blue because he spends so much time

running in the sun. Elves dont have any magical powers but are extremely gifted at all

forms of art as well as incredibly fast and tireless. Oddly, when they arent using their

energy for speed, they are very serene absolutely sedate.

When they push themselves, Elves can run for hours into days without getting

drained or slowing down. It takes Speedy a day to get here from Kingdom City and that


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is through a lot of densely forested terrain. A person on foot would take four weeks

maybe. By carriage you can cut that in half and if you rode a horse you can cut that in

half. The ships can make the journey in four days some smaller sleeker naval vessels

make it in three.

Are you decent? A squeaky voice calls from outside my window.

Yes. I pull back the curtain to let in Speedy, who isnt panting. If Elves get

tired, they must wait it out before seeing anyone because hes never worn out.

Well, close enough I suppose. He points his tiny fingers to his eyes, which

unlike mine, are bag-less. Elves may not be as beautiful as Fairies but they have a lot of

character in their features. And Speedy is not without his physical charms. His social

charms are an acquired taste and Im almost able to appreciate them.

Very nice. Yes, I wrote through most of the night.

Not going to find a man looking like that. He teases and picks up my article.

Of course he cant just take it, as is his job. He unrolls the scroll and reads it in a blink of

the eye. Riveting. He sasses.

Everyones a critic. I can only do so much with what I have to work with.

Quinn will love it. He thinks readers like to hear about the small town going-

ons. He pulls out a thinner scroll and twelve doubloons for me.

Twelve? Did I get a raise? Usually I get one per article. Yeah, I know I

wont be getting rich anytime soon. The note is the anticipated request to come to

Kingdom City with a boat voucher already secured. Unfortunately thrilled isnt the sole

emotion it conjures. Anxiety sets in as I recall my practiced speech to breach the

sensitive topic with Dad. Its only for a few days. Its a great experience. And Im sure

you wont notice Im gone before I return. Weak arguments at best.

Some extra traveling money. He answers nonchalantly. And where is your

lovely friend Gin-gin?

Elves and Fairies have a bizarre rivalry. I have seen it in the past but to be honest,

I think Speedy has a thing for Gin-gin. Wondering the same thing I answer, Shes

sleeping off her wild night.

He laughs at the outlandish thought. First, Fairies dont drink much if at all.

Second, Gin-gin is too responsible to overdo anything even by Fairy standards. I say


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responsible Speedy says uptight. Elves on the other hand are more than willing to let

their blue hair down. It would do her good if she did drink a bit too much and let loose

her wild side. It isnt healthy to keep yourself bottled up.

Thats fine coming from you. Gin-gin snaps as she flutters into the window.

She probably stayed away until she knew I was up.

Good morning. I toss her a cautious look. The pair of them can be very

annoying when they bicker in their quick chirpy voices. Its like two mad canaries

fighting over the last grain of bread.

She lets out a huff and settles on the lip of my desk her usual spot. Do I get to

read the article first? Crossing her legs she fluffs out her skirt knowing full well it

drives Speedy crazy.

Speedy immediately rolls up the scroll and tucks it away. It isnt very good.

You can see it when its printed. He may not be able to stir her desires like she can his.

However he can rile her up faster than he runs.

Everything Felicia writes is inspired. Shes so adorable to think that although

her sour puss cuts the cute factor a smidge.

Speedy, let Gin-gin read it. You havent eaten anything and you cant leave until

you do. Hell need to refuel before heading home. Tireless doesnt happen without a

hearty appetite.

With an exaggerated roll of the eyes, he hands over the article. What do you

have for me today?

Bread and fruit. Its what we always have and he loves our food. They say our

land is the most fertile and our crops are the tastiest in Kismania.

It would have been nice if the parents were out doing chores but they had slept in

late as well. Both are mulling around the kitchen at this late morning hour. There isnt

time to think over a good way to let my father know. If I want to make the ship set for

that afternoon, its probably for the best. If I miss that boat, it will be another three or

four days before the next one.

Moms great with Speedy and Gin-gin. She sets up plates cutting everything into

tiny pieces for them and they sit at a diminutive table on top of our table that my dad built

for our frequent visitors.


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When I was a kid and didnt seem to bond closely with any of my schoolmates,

they worried I would never have a best friend. When it was clear that Gin-gin was filling

the post, they eased up. Im not klutzy but I am curious and I often got stuck or in

dangerous situations like up a tree without a good way down excluding gravity. So

even though they thought it bizarre for a human and Fairy to be so tight they saw how

having a super strong miniature flying person around wasnt such a bad idea.

Dad, I use my sweetest tone I can muster knowing he isnt going to like what I

have to say. Quinn wants me to go to Kingdom City. I wait. It sinks in. If need calls

for it I have the ready list of semi-persuasive arguments. At present, my mind doesnt

seem to recall them.

He grimaces and his head sags with a heavy sigh. Understood.

We knew it was coming and weve had a long talk. Mom says as she pulls back

my hair and braids it. It makes me feel like Im five instead of twenty-two but

considering they arent debating about my trip I dont squirm away.

Im going with you. Dad adds defiantly.

Ill be with her. Well be safe. Gin-gin assures him.

Then well go together.

Honey, Mom is much better at soothing than I am as she addresses Dad, We

have a lot of work to do on the farm. Felicia is old enough to travel alone.

He grumbles incoherently and trudges out to the yard to feed something or check

the fields. Its as close to permission Im going to get.

Truth is, I dont mind if he comes but a farm cant run long with two of its

keepers missing. Even with Taylor and his family putting in their share there is too much

work in the spring after a long winter. Taylor is my older brother who married at an

appropriate age per our parents critical opinion.

Gin-gin leans over and touches my hand. Fairies can detect the near future for

someone through contact and meditation so this always makes me tentative. Shes my

best friend and I trust her explicitly but you dont want to know if things are going to be

rocky. And Fairies dont lie at least I have never heard of any doing so. Since we are

good friends, she can see a few days ahead otherwise the time span is shortened

depending on how connected she is to the subject.


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It will be a good voyage. She says in an ethereal tone.

Speedy snickers. I could have told you that without the hocus pocus. People

travel to Kingdom City every day and nothing happens to them.

Gin-gin shoots him a dirty look and he sticks out his tongue.

My muscles relax hearing validation that things will run as planned for a couple

of days anyway.


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Speeding Things Up

After spending the next hour packing and saying our good byes around the farm,

Gin-gin and I head off to the docks, well supplied to pay the toll. Speedy joins us for a

short while. Hell head off before the bridge since his route is inland.

Want to race? He challenges pumping his hands as if he were sprinting.

No. Gin-gin declines. We already know youre faster than ships.

He turns backwards and jogs while keeping pace with us. Ill run like this.

Does that slow you down? Something tells me it doesnt.

If I hit something but that isnt likely. Ive made the trip too many times not to

know where all the obstacles are. Apparently elves have a sixth sense of memory recall

and perception.

Then no. Gin-gin reiterates tersely.

You sure are a grouchy Fairy.

Only when youre around.

My presence is that impactful that it changes your mood. He gives her a sultry

lift of his blue eyebrows as he grins.

It does. I must be allergic to irksome elves. She scratches at an imaginary rash.

Pretending to be shot in the heart by her words he falls on the ground. She walkspast callously. I oblige his dramatics and help him to his feet.

Can you two behave? It isnt going to be like this all the time in Kingdom City,

is it?

I can be nice if she can. He winks at her and she takes to flying well ahead of

us. Ill see you when youre in town. Assuming I get there first.

See you soon.

He darts off the path and I watch until his blue blur disappears over a hilltop.

Why cant Quinn hire some professional help? He makes enough to pay full

wage and not settle for low grade workers. Gin-gin hovers in place until we are even

again.

Gin-gin, hes very sweet when you look past his ego.

Thats a lot to look past.


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Good afternoon. Mankus scratchily calls out loping up from beneath the bridge

to the shade of the elm by the riverbank.

How are Winky and Dinky? I hand him a mixed basket of fruits.

His eyes widen at his prize. The two younger Trolls crawl up and hide behind

their father. They arent biting as much. He wiggles his fingers to display their near

perfect condition. They were very scarred not long ago. Wow! This is some basket.

Ill never require payment from you ever again.

Lie or not, Ill keep bringing him food. Its just the way things work. Im going

out of town and wanted to make sure you were well stocked. Im his biggest source of

income.

Winky smiles as she grabs the basket handle to pull it closer. Shes eager to get

started. Not liking the idea of getting second choices, Dinky pulls from the other side and

a tug-o-war ensues.

Stop it! Mankus commands and I remember how threatening he can appear.

They let go and the basket thumps on the ground with a couple of apples and oranges

rolling out. Scrambling they restore order. One a piece for now and take the rest to

your mother.

Ive never seen his wife. Gin-gin says shes pretty for a Troll but the women

dont like to be seen by other creatures. She only met her because one of the kids was

sick. Mankus needed Gin-gins magic to get Dinky better.

Town is quieter than normal. The few that are out and about are dragging from

lack of sleep or overdoing it at the Spring Fling. The docks are down the main road and

seeing the masts of the shipyard stirs the inner traveler. They always have but today its

more exhilarating. Its my first sea voyage and an intertwining feeling of thrill and

anxiety swells.

Since Southland is a port town, we get a lot of tourism and once on the docks, the

strangers outnumber the locals and you already feel like you left Southland. Mom and

Dad want me to find a good local guy and settle down. Seeing these sea faring men, I

know that no ordinary Southlander will do not even Billy. The sailors are big, strong

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them. If youre going to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want him to have

a pleasant disposition.

Ticket. A burly man with a neat beard and dragon tattoo on his right forearm

asks. He scans it over. And the Fairy is with you?

I nod.

We usually charge more for them. He looks me over and decides to allow it

without a fee. Motioning us forward he asks the next passenger for their ticket.

Maybe he was trying to hustle some extra coins. Whatever the reason, Im

grateful. I thought city folk would be more accepting of Fairies. I mutter quietly to my

little companion.

Gin-gin shrugs. He didnt seem shocked to see me. I suppose I am getting a free

ride. She bats her eyelids.

Its not like youre weighing down the boat much especially when youre

flying.

Were very dense. I bet I weigh twelve pounds after last night. She pats her

belly without missing a beat of her transparent wings.

Yeah. Youre looking kind of pudgy.

She frowns and flies out ahead of me as if she is mad. Another thing Elves and

Fairies have in common is the tendency to emote.

Our small room has two round windows. Gin-gin skits over, opens one, flies out

and then back in. Brace yourself, were pushing off from the pier.

It isnt my first time on a boat but never one so large. The undulating floor is

subdued until we are far enough out and they drop sails. Immediately we feel the high

speed and the rolling rhythmic motion sets a pace. Please dont let me get seasick.

Felicia, lets go up on deck. Gin-gin eagerly pulls at my sleeve. I must look

green or something because she asks, Are you ill?

I dont think so.

Some food will help. She pulls again.

I follow thinking the last thing I need is something to eat. Why load a cannon

before it goes off if you dont mean to shoot anything? We scrape up some morsels and

nibble overlooking the great expanse of the ocean. Watching the horizon helps settle my


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queasy stomach. Ive never seen anything like it deep dark blue water stretching out

forever. Far off a small plume of water jets up and then down. A couple more shoot up

in the same vicinity. What was that? I point. Did you see that?

Here. The man who took my ticket offers me a telescope. Its a pod of

whales.

Whales? I slide out the scope and peer through it. Everything gets nearer and

clearer. A spot on the ocean surfaces smoothes to a glassy finish, then the gray rubbery

topside of a huge sea creature slides out and finally a spray of seawater shoots vertically

into the air. In school, we saw pictures of whales and were taught all about them but Ive

never seen so many in the wild. Amazing. I mutter and jump back when one beasts

swims right out of the water and flops down with a mighty splash. It was too far away to

spray us but through the telescope it looked much closer. Embarrassed I return the

spyglass.

They do that sometimes. He warns too late. I was looking for you.

Did he change his mind about payment for Gin-gin? Anything wrong?

Not at all. If you both will follow me.

I pray he didnt hear me gulp as Gin-gin and I obey. We walk up to the helm

where a handful of brawny men are in deep debate. The tallest of them is the Captain

who stands off to the side talking to another man. The Captain is older with gray hair and

the look of a person that has spent more days at sea than on land. His sharp black eyes

dart up to us when we step on deck.

Why is there a woman here? He growls. And a Fairy? Why is there a Fairy

on my bridge?

All the men, his conversationalist included, turn towards us. It was at my

request. The man with the Captain crosses over, Pardon the superstitious natures.

Broad shoulders and a certain air of discipline are the first impressions that hit me. Hes

much younger than the captain and a good portion of the sailors on the deck. His head is

uncovered. He isnt part of the crew. With the wind blowing through his deep brown

hair and scruffy cheeks, he comes off as a strong hard workingman. My knees give a

little maybe a little more than a little. Probably less than ten years older than me in age

but somehow far more mature.


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Can we go somewhere else to talk? I suggest feeling harsh eyes on us.

We dont need to. He says casually and leads us further onto the man-only

sanctuary away from the sailors. It isnt only the captain that feels we dont belong but

this man is impervious to their severe opinions.

The Captain keeps an astute glare on our movement but doesnt restate his

objection. He follows at a short distance close enough to hear but far enough to not be

considered part of the exchange.

My name is Charles. The attractive mans large hand extends palm up.

Im Felicidad Smithe. Pleased to meet you. I put my small hand into his

massive one and he gently squeezes as he lightly kisses it. And this is Gin-gin. I

practically stutter after he releases my hand.

He holds out a finger and bows a greeting. Forgive me for being so forward and

having you brought here. I have a request to make of you, Gin-gin. Absorbing both of

our reactions he continues. I have received notice that my presence is required in

Kingdom City sooner than my original plans. I was hoping that perhaps you would be so

kind as to speed our journey along.

The captain grunts. Just give them a royal decree.

I examine him with more scrutiny but I dont recognize him. King Edward IV is

twenty years older than me, and his wife twelve. Many of their most trusted personnel

are young for their levels. King Edward III retired early when he lost his eyesight and

advises his son from behind the thrown. Although many of his closest consultants are as

active as before there are many fresher faces that come with a change in command. Both

Kings have been very good leaders. So even though this man isnt King Edward, he must

be high up the food chain if he has the authority to throw around royal decrees.

Smiling for the first time, he winks at me. I cant do that to just anyone. He

whispers but the Captain heard.

Its a Fairy for Petes sake. The old seaman blurts out. They know how to

comply.

Shes a free Fairy. I dont mean to be combative but I dont care for the

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Which is why I am asking and not making demands. Charles stares the Captain

down. He doesnt need his interruptions offsetting Gin-gin willingness to comply. Do

you think you can do anything to shorten the trip? Perhaps optimize the wind?

I can but I dont know if I can do more than save a day?

Even a day would be enough. Charles face relaxes. Whatever hes late for

must be important.

Ill do my best. She answers.

Id appreciate it.


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Late Night Swim

That was Commander Moberly. Gin-gin informs me when we are back in our

cabin.

Commander Moberly? The names familiar. I rummage through my things and

pull out an old issue ofThe Proclaimerand flip to page six. Its one of my favorite

editions because it covered Prince Edward Vs birthday. Its a virtual whos who of the

Royal Court.

There. Gin-gin lands on the page and bends down pointing at Commander

Moberly.

I take back everything I said about the artwork for their paper. Sure, its a

sufficient representation but with a clean shave and dressed to the tees, Id never

recognize him. He looks older and heavier in the photo. Draped on him like an overcoat

is a statuesque blond. The caption reads Commander Charles Moberly and his future

fianc Agnes Keeton. I practically gag.

Agnes Keeton is the queen of page six. By queen I mean she is the top reporter

and when she isnt embellishing some scandal shes dishing out the dirt on the upper

crust. Ninety percent of page six articles are her handiwork. She has a knack of

worming her way into these pages by dating many of the men she admires. CommanderMoberly had been her bachelor of the year only three months earlier and now shes his

intended intended.

As for Commander Moberly, he isnt just a celebrity for page six fodder. He is

said to be the right hand man of King Edward IV even above the High Advisor who by

design is positioned to fill in for the reigning family in times of crisis. I can see why the

Captain wasnt more assertive with Charles.

Hes Agnes fianc? Blah!

No accounting for taste. Gin-gin giggles as she nudges my shoulder with her

whole body waking me out of my mild sense of disgust.

It isnt professional jealousy that we base our dislike on Agnes Keeton. Or if

there is any, its added to our already low opinion of the paper and most specifically the


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His eyes squint as he considers something. Youve recognized me.

Blushing I nod. Gin-gin did and we looked up an old paper I had with me. You

dont look anything like those pictures.

Thanks. They do add a few years and pounds. He glances back at the Fairy

who is seated cross-legged on the barrel lid reconsidering her dilemma. Im more an

Insights reader myself. And he laughs too hard.

Wouldnt Agnes object to that? It came off sassy. It wasnt for him. Agnes is

such a hack and well, lets admit it, her paper is our competition and soundly beating us

in circulation. Susie Nimm will be writing about this preference by Agnes fianc as

soon as she gets back to her room.

Agnes objects to that and more all the time. Hes uncomfortable.

We hit another swell and I teeter forward. In spite of my efforts I fall on him.

Sorry. I scramble to get up but the ship keeps bucking.

Grabbing the railing he gets us both to our feet. His arm is sturdier than the beam.

I stare directly at his Adams apple that is in desperate need of a sharp razors edge.

Where is she? He asks.

My heart sinks. Gin-gin isnt on her perch. I run onto the open deck.

Felicidad, stay below. Ill find Gin-gin. Charles calls from behind me.

The hull rocks harder than ever and ocean spray drenches down. It doesnt stop

me but it slows me considerably. Once at her barrel I frantically scan around. Another

lurch and I slide to the edging hitting my head against a wood beam. Thats going to

show in the morning but I dont have time to worry about it. A small glow floats up and

down far back in our wake. Gin-gin!

Drop anchor! Charles booms next to me. The clink of the chain is too slow.

Were going fast and I can barely see her. Gin-gins spell is working too well and now

shes lost at sea.

Leaning far over the railing I strain to keep her in my sight. Shes sinking.

Hold tight. Youll fall in. Charles warns.

The anchor must have hit rock bottom because with a hard stop the floor jumps. I

soar over the edge and into the chilly water.

Man overboard! Moberly yells. Felicidad, dont move.


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The water is frigid and I spit out the salty liquid. Without thinking, I make way

for the glow. She doesnt have time for them to turn around or send a rescue boat. I can

only get an occasional glimpse of her at each crest of a wave and then I lose it. The glow

gets closer which is remarkable because I have barely made any headway. Looking over

my shoulder the ship isnt far. Gin-gin must be coming to me. Shes alive. Gin-gin!

Im over here. I pull as far out of the ocean as I can and wave frantically. Water

splashes loudly against the hull of the ship that is fighting the anchor to move.

Man overboard! Someone repeats.

Keep swimming. I have to keep swimming. But Im not the only thing in the

water. A fin slices out of the waves and makes a broad circle around me. Then there is

another and a third. Paddling in place I turn to the ship hoping for a lifeline.

Stay calm. Charles says from a yard away. The second call for a man

overboard wasnt for me. He came after us.

Im bleeding. I feel my head and know thats drawing the sharks.

Grab on. As soon as he has a grip on my wrist he tows me to him with his left

arm. His right hand comes out of the water in an arc. Steel flashes in his hand as he

knives one of the predators behind me. Its muscular tale swipes at my body and slams

me into Charles but it darts away lesson learned.

Hoist us up! He hollers. I see a tether leading from his body to the boat.

Gin-gin. I can barely hear my voice and get more water in than air out.

Shes almost here. Hold on. His arms have me secure one hand still holding

the knife in case another shark makes a move for us.

The one behind Charles promptly moves our direction. Behind you. I say but it

isnt needed. We are lifted out of the water and floated up to the deck. We hit the floor

with a thud. Gin-gin wraps her arms tightly around my neck.

Gin-gin, I thought you were a goner Shivering uncontrollably my words

sound like Im riding in a wagon at a full run on rocky terrain.

Were okay. She squeaks out.

Cut the anchor. Charles shouts getting up on one elbow.

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You get the little one, Ill get the big one. Charles carefully picks me up as the

other man lifts Gin-gin in his hands. The ship is bouncing along again taking full

advantage of Gin-gins enchantment. Charlie barely falters as he sloshes along the deck

even with the added load in his arm. I shut my eyes and everything goes dark.


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Waking up in a Strange Bed

Shes coming to. Felicidad?

Hmm?

She needs another blanket. Charles orders and a moment later a wool sheet is

draped over my shoulders. Felicidad?

Felicia. Gin-gin corrects. She likes to be called Felicia.

Whatever. Fine, Felicia.

Its so cold.

A dip in the ocean will do that to you. Do you know where you are?

On the Catalina. I open my eyes. The blurry room is much larger than my

cabin with two large fuzzy forms towering over me. Wheres Gin-gin?

Right here. She says standing on a chair next to the bed. Were moving really

fast.

Great. I dont care. Rubbing my temple I dont feel a wound. Gin-gin must

have healed it but it throbs. And dried me off. Even so, I am chilled to the bone and the

blankets arent warming enough.

Thatll be all. Charles tells the sailor.

Sir.Ive got things covered. They can stay here until theyre ready to move to their

cabin.

Yes, sir. Whoever is answering doesnt like the idea but isnt going to counter

Commander Moberly. I guess it was the tattooed man but I cant make out more than

vague shapes. The door opens and closes and were alone with Moberly.

Drink this. Charles shoves a tin mug into my hands. Something has him irked.

Sitting up I take a swig. The liquid burns going down my gullet. Ugh. What

was that?

Whiskey. He withholds a snicker.

Thanks, I think.

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She doesnt want hair on her chest. Gin-gin misses his jokes. It wasnt much

of a joke.

So why did you jump in the water? His momentary good humor passed.

I fell in.

And then you started swimming away from the boat. You should have stayed

put.

Gin-gin was sinking.

I wasnt out long. The coldness woke me up. She puts her hand on mine and

pats.

It reminds me of her forecast, the one that claimed all would be well on our

voyage. Why didnt you see this? You said wed have a safe voyage.

I saw us arriving safely in Kingdom City. I didnt think to watch every second

of the trip.

Wouldnt have mattered. Charles says.

Pardon me?

Fairies can read the future, thats true but if something changes so do the end

results. I didnt think to ask you to speed up the journey until I heard there was a Fairy

on board. His roguish smile has too much conceit in it. He knows his Fairy tales. My

first reaction wasnt to ask for help but to jail you and free your slave. When I learned

she was with you willingly, thats when I thought why not see if she could do some

magic.

Maybe I could overlook the conceit being that he was going to set things right if I

had a slave. Its a bit insulting that he thought I could be that kind of person. Slowly

shapes solidify as I take in a much larger and better-furnished room than ours. Is this

your cabin?

It is. Charles sinks into a chair. Get some sleep.

What about you?

He closes his eyes and lets his head fall back.

You cant sleep in a chair.

One eye pops open. Im not going to sleep much until you ladies are back to

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I have a cabin. I try to stand up but the motion of the ship kicks me back into

the bed.

Yeah, yeah.

Thank you. Gin-gin says. You saved her.

And you saved the two of us. Were even actually, Im still indebted. Ill be

home in plenty of time at this rate. Now get some rest. Perhaps he is accustomed to

barking orders and didnt mean to tell us what to do. Or perhaps he didnt care to take a

late night swim and to top it off we were intruding on his quarters.

I dont know how he accomplished it but he fell asleep. Or he is very good at

snoring as if he were. I wont get to sleep with that buzz saw noise all night.

Gin-gin, how do you feel?

Out of energy but otherwise good.

Me too. And even with the rumbling from Commander Moberly, I fade. I

dont know how long I was out but I stir when I hear quiet conversation.

By the looks of it, Ill be there first thing tomorrow morning. Charles speaks

softly in the corner holding a framed object of some kind.

How did you manage that? The frame asks back.

There is a Fairy passenger onboard who was kind enough to help me out. She

really put herself out there for it.

A Fairy?

A free Fairy. Moberly clarifies.

Sounds like youre making friends. The other voice says.

It must be one of those communication looking glasses. Two people can talk

from far away if they each have one of paired mirrors.

When I have to. Shell be in Kingdom City for a few days.

Uh huh. The mirror says knowingly. Wed be happy to extend an invitation

to our party.

Ill pass that along. Shes traveling with a friend.

Eddie has never met Fairies.

He must be talking to the King. The Prince is often referred to as Eddie.

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So he meets one Fairy this time. And this girl, is she attractive.

I strain to make sure I hear his answer but he stalls.

The mirror continues, Very Id guess by that ruddy complexion.

Yes, pretty and accident prone.

I sulk not that he sees.

Do invite them. I havent had the pleasure of Fairy company for too long. Ill

enjoy her visit.

Thank you for offering.

If they are assisting you its the least we can do. You would have asked me. Im

not a fool. We didnt have a scheduled talk. You had something on your mind.

I dont think youre a fool.

Just addle minded.

You have a lot to worry about these days. Hows Mary?

Fine. Ill tell her you asked.

Charlie puts down the mirror and turns to his convalescing guests. He catches me

alert. Good morning. Its impolite to eavesdrop. One brow raises as he accurately

accuses me of listening in.

Sorry. I cant help my curiosity. Was that Kind Edward?

It was and he has extended you and Gin-gin an invitation to their ball. But then

you already know that. He rests his elbows on his knees with his hands folded in front

of him.

Whats it for?

An announcement. Youll find out there.

Its sweet that we are invited but Im not prepared for such a formal occasion.

Gin-gin may go without me. Im sure she will. Where is Gin-gin?

On your other side. He pushes up and walks over to sit next to the bed. Placing

the back of his fingers to my head he says, You were feverish but its passing. How do

you feel?

Good.

Do you have anything to wear? Seeing me blush he amends the question, To

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Not really.

I know someone who can fix that. Shell get you ready.

Not Agnes, I hope. Who?

Mockingly serious he frowned. I took a shark bite for you. You could extend

me a little trust.

I bolt upright jostling the bed and waking Gin-gin. You were bitten?

Heartily chuckling he holds up his right hand. Not really. I did get scratched

touching it. You rub a sharks skin the wrong way and its like sandpaper. True to his

word there was a red raw patch on the edge of his hand that held the knife.

Frowning I caress is his course skin. Im sorry. All I was thinking about was

getting to Gin-gin.

From behind me I feel another neck hug from my tiny friend.

Two peas in a pod. Charles smiles probably really thinking two stowaways in

my bed. My sister will help you. She loves to fuss over people and since shes been

married she hasnt had much opportunity. If you can handle being spoiled, shell suit you

up.

A sister doesnt sound so bad. If he had said Agnes I wouldnt have accepted

even if it meant skipping the party. If it isnt any trouble.

Shell love it. Always said she wished I was a younger sister instead of a bratty

baby brother.

I snicker at a silly idea. Did she ever dress you up in girls clothes? I would

have.

He cocks his head. No.

We should give you back your room.

My legs wobble under the double speed of the ship but Im rested and ready.

Why couldnt I have been a Fairy like Gin-gin so I could fly without having to walk on

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with him and his friends so no one bothered me but without a handful of bodyguards, I

wouldnt have gone.

The large window and ample lamps brightly light the room taking off some of the

seedier edge the dcor creates. The bartender is a bald man with a round belly. By the

looks of him he knows how to restore order if things get out of hand. It helps that he has

a colossal wolf sprawled in one corner with a watchful eye on the patrons. His head rises

to get a better look at Gin-gin who immediately flies to him to say hello. She loves

animals even large predatory ones.

She mistakenly thinks all animals are friendly. This large gray wolf is. Hello.

He smiles.

Taken aback I slow down my pace but proceed forward. Hi.

Im Seymour.

Hi Seymour. Gin-gin alights on his mat and runs a hand down his shaggy

mane.

Too close. Those teeth are sharp.

Im Gin-gin and this is Felicia.

Hi. I say sheepishly.

Im a Werewolf. Thats why I can talk. He tells us easily. Probably used to

the strange looks and the need to explain why he can speak.

Shouldnt you be a man until the full moon?

Dont believe every fairytale you read. My brother and I have to share these

bodies. While hes a man, Im a wolf. He usually tends to business during the day and I

get the night shift.

Interesting. Gin-gin says scratching with both hands behind his ear as he tilts

his head and shakes a hind leg.

I hate that I cant control the reflex but it feels sooooo good. He growls a little

happy noise.

We have to see someone upstairs. It was nice meeting you.

Bye Seymour. Gin-gin waves as she takes flight. We go up to the second floor

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Upstairs is a different feel completely. The halls are covered with soft beige

wallpaper that has a fleur-de-lis pattern. There is one door with the same wording as the

window facing Main Street and stairs up to another story of the building. Inside Quinns

office is a large oak desk and sitting on an especially tall chair is Speedy.

You girls got here pretty fast. Hes impressed.

Commander Moberly was on our ship and he asked Gin-gin to speed things up

for him. I tell him. We should have taken you up on the race.

His blue eyes bug out. Commander Moberly? Really? Were old friends. He

boasts trying to outdo our story. He must want to be back in time for the ball.

Do you know what that is about?

Havent a clue but Quinn is out hitting up all his sources to find out. Its a no

press affair and he wants to scoop The Proclaimer.

Well be going. We can tell you about it afterwards. Gin-gin says with a

liberal application of relish.

He hops up on the desk either eager to hear more or envious that we have an

invitation. Youre going to the ball? Quinn will be pleased.

And we have a story. There was a bit of excitement on our trip. I give him my

latest article.

As usual, he reads it over as soon as he has the scroll in his hot little hands. This

is better than the usual tripe you write.

She is a great writer. Gin-gin automatically corrects. He only says those things

about my writing to provoke her.

If you say so. The material is better than small town events. Well get it in this

evening edition. Quinn wont be back until mid afternoon but Ill have it ready knowing

hell give his approval.

Thats fine. Well be back before then. We have errands to run. She adds

disdainfully. For such a sweet Fairy, she can be a little snot with Speedy.

What errands? Elves hate to be kept out of anything and even though he is

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Well see you later. I dont usually let Gin-gin get away with rude behavior but

I dont want Speedy tagging along when we have an appointment to meet Charles sister

at the castle.

As we wind up the road to our destination the size that is dwarfed from a distance

is actualized. It is formidable and beautiful. I bet the whole Royal Family and everyone

that lives here are thin from so much walking. A stern guard walks down to meet us as

we make our final approach.

Felicidad and Gin-gin?

Stunned I answer, Thats us. But then there is only one Fairy on the guest list.

Very well. Commander Moberly instructed me to take you right in when you

arrived. He offers his arm for me and leads us under the raised gate to an open carriage

pulled by two horses. After we are situated, he clicks at the two-mare team, gently

shakes the reins and off we go.

They trot at a leisurely pace. The atmosphere is gorgeous, the picturesque

landscape delightful. A small bridge spans over the narrow portion of a Lilly pad

covered pond. Trees and flowers bloom everywhere. It is a good time of year to visit

such an extravagant garden. And it isnt just the flora that amazes. Animals are plenty;

ducks, swans, frogs, squirrels, hens, birds, dogs and cats. Its a critter menagerie.

We amble along the last stretch of road to two staircases leading up to the grand

entrance. A glorious fountain gurgles spring water across the driveway. The mermaid in

the center is surrounded by all kinds of sea life while water rains from above her head.

Its so beautiful.

It is. The guard agrees and takes my arm again to show me the way. An older

lady waits for us.

Sanora, this is Commander Moberlys friends here to see Queen Mary.

My head snaps up and my mouth drops open but its unable to express anything

audibly. Im here to see Moberlys sister not the Queen.

Shes expecting you. Ill show you to the waiting room while I see if now is a

good time for her majesty. Sanora is a stout woman with a strict face. She spins on her

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Dumbstruck I rush forward and try to clear up the confusion. Theres some

mistake.

Youre not Felicidad and Gin-gin? Shes withholding her anger.

We are but

She relaxes. Tea?

Thank you but

Tut, tut. You can explain it to Queen Mary. Sanora pours us tea. They even

have Fairy size cups for Gin-gin. She scoots out and leaves us with our refreshment and

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Queen Mary

Unable to sit, I pace nervously. Theyll hang us for misrepresenting ourselves.

I take a sip of tea figuring it may be the last pleasant thing I ever taste. Bread and water

for the rest of my life. Queen Mary is good-natured but even so, she wont want to be

disturbed by strangers with no cause to see her.

They dont hang people for that. Gin-gin wisely states.

Good, than well only be tossed into the dudgeon for the rest of our natural lives.

You dont seem bothered by this.

We tried to explain and no one wanted to listen. Im sure well be able to sort it

out quickly and without being sentenced to death or life. She sits on an elfin pillow that

serves its purpose just as well for a Fairy that purpose being to boost her level with

humans.

Sure well just tell Queen Mary that we didnt mean to bother her and were

sorry for the inconvenience. I wonder how this happened.

You dont want to see me? A ravine haired woman steps into the room with the

most confused look. Could have been worse. She could have been mad. Please have a

sense of humor.

Its Queen Mary. Her face is as well known as the Kings. But the rest of herdoesnt match up. Shes in pants, which few women wear outside of house chores. Of

course considering the gloves she pulls off are covered in dirt, she was probably out in

the garden.

I fumble to curtsey and feel completely un-presentable, Your highness. Im so

sorry for the confusion. Charles had meant for us to meet with his sister not you.

She tosses her head to one side with a familiar grin. Oh, well usually we cut

your head off for wasting my time but since Charlie didnt warn you that I am both the

Queen and his sister, Ill just take it out on his hide with thirty lashes.

Thats a joke right? Im too petrified to laugh.

Felicia wouldnt have come if I told her youre the queen. I keep telling you that

you can be intimidating. Charles saunters in and gives his sister a kiss on the cheek.

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I just tossed my cookies so I feel great.

Do queens say things like tossed my cookies?

I see you managed to get here without further harm. He takes my hand and

kisses it and then gives Gin-gin a bow.

I nod still muted by fear.

And Im sure youre thrilled to have a new test subject. He tells his sister.

Hopefully shell put up less of a fuss when I put a dress on her than you use to.

I couldnt help snickering and he looks ashamed. At least I am free of my anxiety

briefly.

Shes making that up. He glares at his sister.

I am not. Mother and Father promised me a sister and then you came along.

Now I recognize her smile. Its the same as his.

And the only thing more cruel than pretending I was your sister is that you bring

it up in front of company. He chides. Before you girls run off to try on clothes and do

your hair can I take a minute of your time Mary?

The queen shakes her head. No press. If it is about anything else, than yes.

She is dead serious about this no press thing. I better warn Quinn before he prints

something and gets us keelhauled and swinging from the gallows.

Charles, or is it Charlie, looks up at me as he repeats his request to his Queen

sister. Can we talk privately?

Mary looses her cool. Youre so called fianc is not coming to the ball and that

is my final word. And Edward wont counter me on this one. Edward wont counter me

for another, she scrunched her face as she calculates, six and a half months.

His head sinks to half-mast. And how do I explain that to Agnes? The same

Agnes you wanted me to court.

To tame the shrew not to give her a free pass to come in, take pictures and

fabricate lies about us. She exhales after her sermon. Any other occasion, I wouldnt

care but this is a small get together and no politics, press or phonies.

You arent upsetting the Queen, are you? Sanora is back with a vengeance.

No. After accepting defeat he turns to us and adds, Have a pleasant time with

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Mary looks offset. She didnt like bantering with her brother. He can get so

pissy. Shall we get to business?

Youre very kind to help us. I mumble and swallow a big breath of air

preparing myself. So no press.

Gin-gin stands up knowing what is about to happen. I cant take advantage of

people under false pretenses. It was fun while it lasted. She zips out low enough for

only me.

The Queen puts her fists on her waste to steady herself. No press. Why do you

ask?

I already know too much but I have to be honest with you. I write for a paper.

Her face, which had grown pink while talking to her brother, turns beat red. For a

second, she looks like shes about to blow but then calms. Not the good kind of calm that

sets one at ease the eerie kind of calm that hides an inferno. You may leave.

Of course. Charles doesnt know and I had no idea about any of this until now.

Im tired ofThe Proclaimers questionable tactics to get a juicy story out of this

place. Sanora, please show them out and ensure the gate is instructed to keep them from

returning. She glides back to the hall and away from us.

Feeling horrible about the misunderstanding I call after her before she leaves the

room. It was very nice to meet you and we wont tell anyone youre pregnant.

She stops. Was that a threat?

A promise. We wont mention it. Congratulations.

She walks over with a determined look. I back up bumping into the coffee table

and spilling my mostly full teacup on the white rug. What will I do next? Catch the

place on fire?

Sorry. Im trapped between the furniture and the dictator.

Why would you mention that unless you mean to print it?

Getting where she saw the threat I try to explain, I write forInsights sending in

articles about Southland. Im not an investigative reporter. I dont have that killer

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Its a girl, did you know? Gin-gin asks flying between us and causing Mary to

give me some space.

Her harsh glare jump to Gin-gin. How did you know that?

Fairy. She rolls her eyes. And your due date is off. Shell be here in six

months or less.

I added a few weeks of doting husband time. She resizes us up. Gin-gin is

it?

She nods.

What else can you tell about the baby? Its a test.

She likes it when you sing to her.

The Queen is skeptical about this overly sentimental assessment.

Unfazed Gin-gin begins to hum a lullaby I havent heard.

Thankfully the Queen is close enough to me that I catch her when she nearly

passes out.

Im guessing thats the right song. Sanora and I get Mary to the couch.

Im fine. Mary stammers. Her anger has passed completely. She remembers

the song? And you could sing it?

Of course. She also likes your voice. Do you talk to the baby often?

For the last couple of weeks. We didnt know I was pregnant until recently. I

was in denial. All the signs were there but then it was so different when I was carrying

Eddie.

Thats because its a girl. Sanora has a satisfied look on her face. Now that

the Fairy has said the same we know for sure and can start preparations for the nursery

accordingly. Pink.

We should go. I didnt know that this was a conflict of interest. Were really

werent trying to crash your party. It was so nice to meet you. And please, dont let

anyone know I am a writer. I live an anonymous life.

Anonymous life? Sounds wonderful. She holds my arm before I can walk

away. Stay.

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Quinn? He probably already knows whats going on. He has an insider in our

walls.

She says it so confidently she must know who it is. But does Quinn realize his

source is revealed? Either way, Ill keep that under my hat for now.

She continues, And I dont mind him scooping The Proclaimer. But dont tell

Charlie that youre a reporter. Hell want Agnes to come and I dont want her here. She

wrote a nasty article suggesting that I have anorexia when she found out Ive been

throwing up regularly. Called me flabby and desperate to regain my figure.

Were usually a couple of days behind the headline news in Southland being so

far from Kingdom City so it doesnt surprise me an article I hadnt read was out. I dont

care for Agnes or her methods at all and after hearing Marys comments, my dislike

grows. Shes a hack.

Mary laughs so hard she snorts a little. Covering her mouth she looks mortified.

Excuse me. Its seldom I get to laugh. Always on when youre the Queen.

It must be a hard life except for the being waited on hand and foot and living in

the lap of luxury.

Youre teasing me. It isnt all pretty dresses and afternoon socials. She stands

up. Lets go see my dress maker. I believe I have a favor to fulfill for my irksome

brother.

Her seamstress is a sweet lady who isnt much older than the Queen. Pleased to

have a new subject she samples some colors and dress types. Each is more elaborate than

the first and more uncomfortable.

Janice, this is a joyous occasion. We dont want to be too burdened with our

clothes. Simpler is better. Mary hints.

Simpler. She reluctantly repeats. Whatever you wish.

Its very pretty. I say hoping to make her feel better. It works some.

Lets go with a teal scoop neck and loose skirt. Simple enough? Janice drapes

a silk fabric across my shoulder. The cloth is exquisite and the color so unique. Ive

never seen such a vibrant shade in silk.

Its a good color for her. Mary agrees putting her hands on my back and

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You have a talented eye. Gin-gin says bringing about the first honest smile

from Janice since we met.

I told you it wasnt so easy to be Queen. Mary jokes when Janice leaves to get

some supplies to measure and cut.

I dont know. This seems pretty nice.

She laughs and manages not to snort. What about your hair? Do you want it

done up?

I pull it back nervously wondering if I look like a wild child as my grandmother

use to call me when I wouldnt allow them to comb it. I tried it up once but

I know. Its so itchy and stiff. And you feel like it will topple over every time

you move your neck. Well leave it down. Its so lovely and wavy, you can get away

with it easily.

Did you ever do Charlies hair?

She gets a faraway look as she recalls her childhood. Mother kept it too short to

do much with it but I did put bows or flowers in at times. At least until he was about

three and he wouldnt have it.

The image makes me giddy.

Ill never admit this to him but Im really glad he turned out to be a brother after

all. And he has taken a shine to you.

Actually, I kind of annoy him.

Nonsense. He could have given you a monitory reward. He wanted you to come

to the ball.

Fairies dont have much use for money and Gin-gin was the one that got him

here on time.

Gin-gin rolls her eyes. He adores you.

She has that reversed but they arent going to listen to common sense. Whatever

the reason, Im glad to be included.

Mary gets serious for a moment. Ask Quinn not to mention the baby until after

the ball. Hell understand.

I nod feeling ill at ease. He wont like it and Im not sure if hell oblige. Quinn is

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The dress wont be ready until tomorrow. You can get ready here. If you need a

place to stay youre welcome to lodge here.

Wed love to. Gin-gin answers excitedly.

Gin-gin, we have a room.

Please. Mary tries to sway me.

Our baggage is at the offices

We can send for them and rearrange any accommodations you may have already

made. If you prefer to stay in town, Ill understand but dont feel like its a burden for

us. She smiles. I cant tell you how glad I am that Charlie was able to get back in

time. We were about to postpone things but that isnt as easy as it sounds.

Honestly, I like her. Shes so normal, even more so when she snorted and

laughed. Wed love to but its too much.

At least we can prepare for the evening together. Come by after lunch and well

start with a sauna and massage.

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Getting Catty

Youre going to the ball. Quinn shakes his head in awe and disbelief. And

you were offered a room at the castle? Hes in his fifties and comes off like a young

grandfather. The job has taken its toll on him but it also gives him good energy.

I shrug. What can you say when things fall into place for you like that? It was

tempting but I dont want to wear out my welcome. She wasnt happy to hear Im a

reporter.

He flings his hands downward. She doesnt mind us. Ive met Queen Mary a

few times and she has always been pleasant. Its The Proclaimerthat bothers them. I

dont know how she allows her brother to date that shrew.

I was wondering about that as well. He made some comment that he was

courting Agnes on Marys request.

Probably hoping she would ease off her twisted tales. Agnes had her sights set

on the Commander for a year and he didnt pay her any mind until a few weeks ago.

And now they are engaged to be engaged?

So says The Proclaimerand it could be her subtle way to put pressure on him.

Shes getting too old to keep up her social life at the level she has grown accustomed to.

If shes going to settle for matrimony, shes going to do so in style.There isnt a subtle thing about Agnes.

Since youve chosen to slum it with the common folk, I have arranged for a

room at the Kingdom City Inn across the street.

And you dont mind sitting on the baby news for a day?

I do but if Mary asked I dont want to push my luck. Well have a story in the

morning edition. It isnt the end of the world if we get scooped on that kind of news.

He tries to convince himself more than us. And this story about Commander Moberlys

heroics is a nice item. Well sell out tonight and into tomorrow.

That makes me feel better. Gin-gin and I leave him to find us something for

dinner. We skipped lunch and Im ravenous. The tavern is full but we find a corner table

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is tall and lean and as bald as the first. Seymour must have switched places with his

brother already.

The food is tasty and Seymour keeps a personal watch on us. Its like this when

your best friend is a Fairy. Some people take a shine to Gin-gin. The nice thing about

being in the big city is that there are a few elves about and Gin-gin doesnt stand out too

much when she isnt flying. Doesnt stop the one-eyed man I saw earlier from ogling

her.

It cant be later than eight but people are already getting unruly from the drink.

Seymour tosses out two inebriated men. Being in a strange city for the night it should

probably worry me more but I recognize enough sailors from our ship and guards from

the castle, among them Charles Moberly himself, so Im not intimidated.

Of course he has to be looking our way right when I take another peak and waves

at us. Its my fault for flashing back to him every other minute. Yeah, he adores me.

Hes very handsome. Gin-gin needlessly says. Its pretty obvious. A clean

shave makes it even better.

I roll my eyes. The stumble was kind of rugged. He doesnt look as happy as his

companions. If anything he looks pretty upset probably still stewing about his sister

forbidding his girlfriend into her exclusive gathering.

He has a habit of looking at you. She smiles too hard showing all her perfect

teeth and annoying me to no end.

And that guy with the patch watches you. Keep alert.

She scans the room until she spots him. Ugh! Id turn him into a toad before he

could lay a finger on me.

Lets call it a night. Theres something about sea travel that tires me. Even

being on a fishing boat for a few hours can wipe me out. Theres a way out from our

back table without walking past Charlie but it would be obvious I was avoiding him.

Torn between overtly evading him or risking a chat, I resign to take the direct route out.

Are you girls staying out of trouble? He asks when we near.

Havent fallen overboard for two whole days. I want to keep moving but Gin-

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Then I have wasted my time hiding from you. He smirks at his joke maybe to

cue that it was a joke because it was easy to overlook. Mary told me you prefer the Inn

to the castle.

It was really nice for your sister to ask but I didnt feel comfortable taking

advantage of her kindness.

He shrugs. You should have. Its better food than Seymour has here.

I dont know. Our dinner was scrumptious.

Who are your friends? A cute man with red hair asks.

Stanley, this is Felicia and Gin-gin.

Stanley bows to each of us in turn. Nice to make your acquaintance.

Hello. We say together. Soldiers are cuter than seaman and they seem to have

more personality to boot.

Are you the same Felicia that our brave leader plucked from a watery grave?

I freeze. Its a quote from the article I handed in earlier that day. Hearing it back,

it sounds a bit over the top. At least I wrote in third person but I regret using my real

name as the rescuee. I am.

Stanley, can we not talk about that? Charlie requests.

Well, if it hadnt been for Susie Nimm we wouldnt have even known about your

adventure or as she put it, the handsome Commanders Elf-like reflexes to right all that

went wrong.

Leave it alone. Charlie isnt in a good mood. Snapping his head my way he

challenges, You dont happen to know Susie Nimm, do you?

I gulp. Why do you ask?

She had to be on the Catalina with us. I looked up past articles and she always

writes about Southland. Id wager she is from your hometown.

Charlie didnt like the story. Stanley tells us and clearly by Charlies reaction,

he speaks the gospel truth.

Why not? I flush and my stomach decides to do back flips. It couldnt have

been nicer to him except for the comment he made about preferringInsights overThe

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I didnt expectInsights to publish anything about me. Charlie pretends it

doesnt bother him. It must be the mystery identity of this woman that irks him. He

glances at the stairs and I wonder if he will demand answers from Quinn.

That and he got an earful from his girlfriend for the story that wasnt in her

paper. She doesnt like being scooped or that he hadnt gotten around to telling her

himself.

Believe me, that was hardly the top issue Agnes had with me tonight.

We know. Gave him a verbal lashing right out on the street when we were

coming here tonight. Stanley laughs. She says shes going to refuse his proposal

which is funny because other than her tag lines, no one thought they were going to get

married.

Excuse me! A shrill voice cracks from behind me.

In an almost military pose a tall blond, who is not nearly as attractive as her photo

in the paper, stands with icy enraged eyes. Dont get me wrong. Shes pretty but not as

perfect as the depiction from her page six clippings.

Honey, I thought you headed home. As if someone flipped a control switch,

Charlies demeanor changes to a henpecked man.

She almost misses his remark as she glowers at Gin-gin and me. I should have

but I thought I would give you one more chance to make up to me. Perhaps telling me

what the ball is for. If I cant go, Id like to know why.

He shakes his head. I cant. Youll print a story.

You help other journalists. Susie Nimm didnt get all those details from inside

her cabin. Then her cruel sight falls on us. She thinks we filled Susie Nimm on the

events. And you two must be the riff raff he pulled out of the ocean.

I tense at the inappropriate comment too shocked to react.

Gin-gin on the other hand flies in her face. We arent riff raff.

Hmph. A Fairy. Dont you have a tree to hide away in?

Fairies live in enchanted trees where they can sleep safely without a fear of

capture. But Agnes wasnt bringing that up for her protection.

Come on Gin-gin, we should get going. One thing is for sure meeting Agnes

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Dont go on my account. Perhaps you can manage to get into another sticky

situation and Charlie can save you again. This time a real paper can break the story.

I feel the compulsion to defend myself growing and before I can put it in check I

flippantly say, Like Charlie, I prefer to readInsights.

She slaps me hard across the face and Im sure its red because it stings. It was a

bad move. Suddenly the woman is gone and a white cat that looks very surprised is

fussing at us.

Gin-gin, you cant leave her like that. Although it is an improvement.

She was being catty.

The cat pounces on the table knocking over drinks, which in turn causes the

drinkers to jump up cursing. Reaching for his feline girlfriend, Charlie gets a hard hit

across the jaw and that was all it took to get the brawl started. Grown men start swinging

randomly at each other. Two men take on the Commander who manages to keep the

upper hand regardless of being outnumbered. Seymour tries to take charge and pulls men

apart to restore harmony but more men join faster than he can retire others.

Change her back. I say over the din. Seeing the white cat cowering in the

corner I skillfully dodge around to pick it up before she gets hurt. Dancing around the

tangled mass of men, I veer left when I should have gone right and accidently get a fist

on the other side of my face. Being a stronger hit I stagger into Stanley. He protects me

as he shoves an opponent into another.

Pull it together! Commander Moberly orders. The men stop fighting. With an

exasperated sigh he asks, Gin-gin, please.

The cat Agnes scratches my face and leaps to the floor.

Huffing as she undoes her enchantment the very angry Agnes reappears.

How dare you, you rotten little Pixie! Agnes coughs a bit. Maybe shell hack

up a giant hairball.

Gin-gin ignores Agnes uncouth comment as she checks on my face, which has

been slapped, hit and scratched.

Agnes, you shouldnt have slapped Felicia. Charlie tells her as if the idea was a

foreign one.

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It hurts too much to be polite. All is forgiven. Will we be seeing you tomorrow

at the gala? Its a cheap shot and I wouldnt have taken it if I hadnt been scratched up

trying to keep her from getting a swift kick in the tail.

Youre invited? She glares at Charlie and then at me. Too bad youre going

to have a scar on your face.

No she wont. Gin-gin puts a hand on my face and it prickles as it heals

magically. Youll be as beautiful as ever.

That shut Agnes up for all of two seconds. And how is it that she is going?

Agnes, why dont we talk outside? Charlie reaches for her arm that is promptly

jerked out of his reach.

If I am not there we are over. Thats final. She tears out of the bar leaving a

pungent aroma of too much perfume.

He shakes his head and picks up his drink. Women! Cant live with them, cant

live without them.

Go after her. I tell him.

Charlies face is blank.

She wants you to go after her. I dont understand how men can be so dense.

Tomorrow, maybe. For now, its easier if I dont have to argue for the millionth

time about why she isnt allowed into the castle. He fumes. Thanks by the way for

bringing up the ball.

Guilt engulfs me but not so much that the defense mechanism doesnt speak first,

She behaved like a wild animal.

Shes a vicious kitty. He says with half sarcasm and half humor. Best joke hes

made so far. Quickly he wipes the proud grin from his face.

I dont know what you see in her anyway. Stanley, who started everything off

on a horrible footing but has no discernable compunction on the matter, says.

Journalists are scum of the earth lower than Trolls.

I know some pretty decent Trolls. I automatically say and we giggle. By we, I

mean Stanley, Gin-gin and I.

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How can you defend her after that performance? From the sounds of Stanleys

remark it wasnt the first hissy fit she tossed around in front of his men.

Im defending Susie Nimm. He finally cracks a small smirk and keeps it. At

least her story wasnt unfounded garbage.

Can I tell Agnes you said that?

Never. He stares at me.

She fancies you. Stanley jokes in a singsong tone. Susie Nimm writes as if

youre a saint. She only referred to you as handsome three times.

Did I? I better reread that story when I get to my hotel not that I can unprint it

now.

Ignoring Stanley Charlie points at me, As for you, Im not done being mad over

that crack about the ball.

Im not sorry.

Thats why Im mad.

If hes kidding, I cant tell and he isnt giving his usual hint its okay to laugh.

Stanley, see to it that these two make it safely to their hotel without further

incident.

Right away, sir.

Really, its across the street. I say.

But you seem to attract trouble. Take some backup.

Sir?

Its a joke. Charlie tells his dense subordinate.

Regardless of my wishes, Stanley walks us to the Inn. Good night, Stanley.

Good night ladies. Ill see you tomorrow. He waits with a silly grin until we

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Who Is She?

Wouldnt it be nice if I could just wash off the bad feelings and memory of

Charlies cold stare at the end of the night? But that isnt my nature and I toss and turn

for an hour before accepting sleep isnt in my near future. So I do what I usually do, I

write. Needing a topic, I decide on the altercation at the pub. Im extra careful not to

sound too enamored by Commander Moberly but strangely enough, it isnt a problem.

Writing works enough. I get in a few winks before the sun comes up but wake

when Gin-gin gets up. She reluctantly delivers the article to Speedy as I get some more

rest. Well rest is a generous term. When I wasnt consciously regretting my behavior

and dreading an evening in a social status I have only read about, I had nightmares where

I show up to the ball only to see that I am dressed in my bloomers.

By late morning, I cant sleep with all the noise from the people who probably

had a good nights sleep. After eating a late breakfast, we set off to see Quinn. He didnt

have a chance to show us around the office yesterday and the purpose of the trip is to get

a big picture view of his operation.

Speedy isnt at his post when we enter. Loud voices boom from the direction of

Quinns office. Stunned, Gin-gin and I stare at each other.

You could have warned me before last nights edition hit the stands. And nowthis! Its Charlie and hes even less agreeable than when we saw him last.

Quinn uses a professional but cautious voice. It isnt my responsibility to keep

you updated on every story that crosses my desk.

You knew damn well it was going to cause trouble for me.

I didnt. I figure you had already updated Agnes on your actions. How was I to

know you would keep it from her?

For once I wouldnt mind every detail of my life being printed for the masses.

Kinder Quinn states, Its part of being a popular public figure. You know that.

If it werent for the King and Queen youd be the subject of more news items than

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I expect The Proclaimerto invade my privacy but not you. I want to meet Susie

Nimm and give her a piece of my mind. First the boat and now the bar. Is she following

me around? Are you taking to gossip news?

Insulted, Quinn finally yells back. Theres no need for a tantrum. Are the

stories accurate? People like to know youre a good guy that watches out for the little

people. Youre a hero.

Quinn, weve been friends for a long time. Next time can you warn me? Ill

keep the timing in your favor. Youll get the scoop but at least spare me the humiliation

of being confronted by Agnes. Shes going to blow when she reads your paper. It took

me hours to talk her out of pressing charges against that Fairy. Shell probably change

her mind now that everyone will read she was turned into a cat last night. Dammit. Im

going to be in the doghouse for weeks.

Doghouse? I heard you two were through?

Well see. Shes mad but we both know this isnt going to end our relationship.

Im her ticket inside the castle walls.

You shouldnt been seen here. Itll look suspicious?

Why? Ive been in the office ofthe Proclaimermore often than I can count.

How do you think I met Agnes? Hes calmer but still far from happy.

We should go. Gin-gin whispers.

I nod but before we escape the very agitated Commander Moberly storms into the

reception area. And what the hell are you doing here?

This is a big problem. No one is suppose to know I work for Quinn and if Charlie

finds out another reporter will be at the ball, hell surely use the information to leverage

his sisters hand. My stubborn mind goes blank unable to process the needed lie.

Quinn walks out and goes pale reading the situation. He shakes his head

emphasizing the need to cover our tracks. It only makes my brain more useless and

unable to create a believable alibi.

We came with a few requests to place ads by Southland businesses. Is that an

issue for you? Gin-gin cleverly covers with a partial truth.

Hes buying it seeing how Fairies dont lie at least he is until Speedy walks in

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Gin-gin. You cant stay away from me can you?

Speedy? She doesnt miss a beat. Do you work here?

It only takes a millisecond for him to see his mistake and he quickly takes his role

on with vigor. Arent you a crafty Fairy? You did your research to find me and all the

way from Southland.

Oh yes. Its as if my wings have a mind of their own seeking you out to get my

daily dose of obnoxiousness.

Gin-gin. I tentatively warn. Charlie isnt in a mood to keep up games, even

mandatory ones, going on for long. Hes confused by our presence and Im not sure how

much he is deducing despite our best efforts.

The commander walks up to me. As long as I am wasting my breath asking for

favors, why dont you keep your trap shut around Agnes?

Appalled by his discourtesy, I choose diversionary tactics. I dont plan to see her

again.

Of course not. She isnt going to the ball.

Maybe I wont either.

Felicia. Gin-gins eyes are wide open seeing Ive gone down a dangerous path.

Youll be out of your element if thats concerning you.

It isnt my cup of tea. A bunch of hoity-toity sycophants sucking up to the King

and Queen for a crumb of acceptance.

I wont miss you. His pointy finger is inches from my face. Youve been

nothing but trouble from day one.

Quickly he is lifted up and back from me magically. Watch it mister. Gin-gin

lost her temper.

I wish I never met the two of you. He says once he is on his two feet again.

Menaces the both of you.

The feeling is mutual. I bark back.

I quit! He snaps at Quinn. Get yourself another informant and call your

hound dog Susie Nimm off me.

Charlie, be reasonable. Quinn calls after him.

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For a good ten minutes we all stare blankly around the room until I finally ask,

He was your informant? Does Mary know that? Is Mary behind it?

And a writer. Hes Max Wells.

Max Wells writes all the tournament news forInsight. Hes good. No wonder.

Charlie is usually in the top bouts better than a front row seat.

Or he was. Quinn says regretfully. He could change his mind when he calms

down. I dont know. I havent seen him so aggravated before.

We arent going to the ball. Gin-gin pouts.

I shouldnt have said that and now I cant take it back. No doubt Charlie is

informing his sister of her poor choice in allowing us access and that I have rudely

refused. After declining her offer to stay at the castle, shell hate me.

Commander Moberly and I go way back. Im sure Ill iron things out. He loves

to write his column. Itll work out. Quinn runs his hand through his silver hair looking

older than ever. Come on. Lets get to business. What should we show them first?

If business was an attempt to get our minds off the awkward moment it only

works for Speedy, who takes the lead as tour guide. He walks us around the offices

explaining all the workers, their jobs and then down the stairs to the printing press.

Quinn has a well-oiled operation. The second floor office is the command center

for everything except the printing, which is done in a large building behind the tavern that

shares the space for surplus storage. He employs an army of elves to deliver the papers

throughout Kismania and they all look up to Speedy. It explains his healthy sense of self

worth.

Im so distracted that I bump into an elf that was setting up the page for the

evening edition. Metal backward letter tiles fly everywhere. Oh no. Im so sorry.

No problem. The lady elf tells me as we help her get the letters off the dirty

floor. Shes so quick that she places the letters in the proper spot as she picks them up.

Elves are amazing.

I get most of the details of business despite my split focus. Im not meant for the

fast paced life of the big city and all the people that live here. Southland is peaceful and I

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the farm. The next ship south is scheduled to leave tomorrow and I am going to be on it.

Dads fear that Id settle here couldnt be farther from the truth.

As long as Im evaluating places and plans, Ive changed my mind about nice

simple farm men. I want a guy that doesnt have complicated moods and duties

confusing th

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