Folkloric: A Fun, Feisty and Fast-Paced Urban Fantasy (Book One of the Folkloric Series) by Karenza Grant

Author:Karenza Grant [Grant, Karenza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L'Ours Books
Published: 2024-03-25T00:00:00+00:00

What with my worries about Grampi, Alice’s dark mood due to Inès’s rejection of the latest viennoiserie candidate, and the whole café mourning for Henri, it wasn’t the best of days. Not to mention that during quieter moments the images of the bodies in the pit forced their way into my head. At least I managed to get some food. I took an early break and wolfed down some of the viennoiserie that hadn’t lived up to Inès’s standards.

As the hours passed, thick exhaustion swamped me. I struggled to remember which buttons to press on the till as a smiling brunette waited patiently. Max joined her in the queue. Great.

“Don’t take too long, Camille,” he said as I put the order through for the second time. “A man needs a snack when he needs a snack. And a little waitress like you needs to be ready to give him one.”

The brunette rolled her eyes.

Surely Max had heard about Henri’s passing. But what did I expect, that the death of a friend would cause him a rare moment of introspection? Never.

I checked the amount. “That will be thirteen euros fifty cents.” When I glanced back up, Max had shifted closer to the brunette and was peering sideways down her top. Despicable, odious creep. And… he was a troll. Was cross-species partnering even a thing? I thought of my night with Lucas and groaned to myself. The woman scanned her card, thanked me, then gathered her bags and left.

I glared at Max as I did his order. “Don’t you think women deserve a little more respect?” It was a stupid question as the answer was all too clear, but I had to say something.

He paid, then narrowed his eyes and studied me as if I was the most ignorant thing that had ever been born. “Frankly, Camille, I’m surprised at you, questioning the actions of a man. This better not be troll prejudice again. It’s a disgusting and biased practice.” He stomped away, shaking his head.

Hmmm, the troll thing was obviously his sore spot. “I’m not questioning the actions of a man,” I called after him. “I’m questioning the actions of a troll.”

He turned and stared at me as though he wanted to say something, then he stormed out.

“Winding Max up?” Guy said as he steamed the milk.

“Yep.” He held up his fist and we bumped.

I caught a glance from Félix in the D&D nook. The guys were looking hungry. There were no customers at the till for the moment, so I went over for their order. The girls were stationed in their usual place, mean giggles ringing out.

“Quest going alright?” I asked, shooting a glare at Nora and the gaggle, who hushed immediately.

“We’re currently battling a hoard of evil girls,” Gabe said. “Their hit power being the utter annihilation of confidence of anyone standing in their way. They’re actually our most challenging foe yet.”

I didn’t quite get it. “You mean in real life or in the game?”

“Both,” he replied. “Félix wrote them into the quest.

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