Necromancers Don't Raise: An Urban Fantasy Romantic Comedy (Singsong City Book 5) by Juliann Whicker

Author:Juliann Whicker [Whicker, Juliann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Thirteen

Iwas wearing a matching underwear set in fuchsia and acid green tie-die leopard print with the elven shoes when the Warlock Detective knocked on the kitchen door. That is, Winston the Warlock knocked on the door. He wasn’t an actual detective.

“Don’t move an inch, or I’ll stab you with all my pins. I swear on the soul of my dead grandfather the bullfighter,” Sebastian said through a mouthful of pins, some of which fell out at his words.

I didn’t move, just stood there with my arms out on either side of me while Sebastian draped the first rough layer of gauzy nothing. “I would never. Bones, would you let in the warlock, please?”

Bones made some moaning-sigh sound of death and walked stiffly to the door. He wasn’t entirely on board with letting another stranger into the master’s kitchen, but it was a character from the tv show, and he may have been under the impression that the warlock would spell my dress with some kind of protection spells. I’d had the idea while I was trying to convince him, and it wasn’t half bad.

Winston the Warlock wasn’t a disappointment. Most celebrities are much shorter than you imagined, with visible makeup you can’t see on tv. He wasn’t wearing makeup, but he was wearing a wizard’s coat with elaborate embroidery spelled onto every square inch. It wasn’t part of his costuming, but a real family heirloom that looked like it could use some patching.

“Welcome to Mercury’s mansion,” I said with a big smile.

He stared at me, at my underwear, for a second blinded by its brightness before his eyes snapped to my face and he gave me a very somber bow. “I hate to interrupt your…” His eyes darted to Sebastian, who bared his pin-enhanced teeth at the warlock, dropping more pins in the process. “Fitting, but he made it sound interesting.”

“Sebastian is always interesting. Would you like to sit? Have you eaten? I’m so delighted that you were able to make it on such short notice.”

“I’m sure I shouldn’t linger in Mercury’s mansion without him present. On the other hand,” he said with a large smile as he sat down at the table. “I believe I smell fresh bread.”

“Yes. Bones is getting very good at bread. Bones, would you mind cutting a piece for our guest? Would you like cheese or jam with it?” Not exactly high-class fare, but it was fresh.

“Cheese and a glass of milk, if you have any.”

I itched to do the serving, but a jab from a pin made me inhale sharply and hold very still. “Bones, would you mind? I’m stuck here.”

Sebastian snorted, and a shower of pins fell from his mouth. It was amazing that there were any left at all.

Bones slowly put together a plate with a glass of milk and a slab of thick bread and thick cheese while Winston looked around the kitchen with interest. It wasn’t modern or particularly functional, but it was cozy, with herbs hanging from the beams, the smell of fresh bread, and the bright and happy afghans on the couch and pinned to the walls.

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