Queen of Wands-eARC by John Ringo

Author:John Ringo [Ringo, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Urban Life, Fantasy, General, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9781451637892
Google: df7OygAACAAJ
Amazon: 1451637896
Publisher: Baen
Published: 2012-08-07T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

“Have you had any sleep at all?” Duncan asked as Doris sat down at his table in the restaurant.

“Nope,” Doris replied, grinning. “I’ve been having too much fun.”

“Is that a faint sheen of glow about you I detect?”

“If you mean am I pregnant, no!” Doris replied, hotly.

“Horses sweat, men perspire, and women glow,” Duncan said. “You appear to glow. Your hair is wet.”

“I was dancing,” Doris said, shrugging.

“This early?” Duncan replied, chuckling. “Shouldn’t you at least wait until the sun is over the yardarm?” He paused and looked at her. “You don’t mean you were dancing all night?”

“Until about an hour ago. The last drummer gave up, the loser.”

“Good God, woman!” Duncan said. “Pace yourself. No sleep, and dancing all night? Were your shoes on fire? What happened to the little wallflower?”

“I am the little wallflower,” Doris said, shrugging. “Until I can put on a mask. Then I get to be the mask.”

“Well, seriously, you need some rest,” Duncan said. “Food, at least. My treat.”

“I accept,” Doris said. “I feel sort of bad about the fact that I’m living on charity. But I sort of got over it, partially, last night. Guys kept giving me bottles of water.”

“I hope you only took those that were sealed,” Duncan said, signaling for a waiter.

“I was careful,” Doris said. “It sort of bothered me at first. But they seemed to like it and they really seemed to like my dancing. One of the drummers asked if I was going to be there tonight. I said probably. I know I have to sleep sometime, and I’m tired, but not the kind of tired where you can go to sleep. You know?”

“Yes,” Duncan said, nodding. “But you have to rest sometime. And, frankly, you could probably use a shower after dancing all night.”

“Do I smell?” Doris asked, looking panicked.

“No,” Duncan said, grinning. “But you still could probably use a shower. Am I right?”

“Yes,” Doris said.

“I’m not using my room for the next couple of hours,” he said, handing her a key. “Feel free to avail yourself of it. Get some sleep if you can, wash up if nothing else. Remember the rules of the con. Drink, Eat, Sleep, Game. Or costume, in your case. What are your plans for today?”

“More costuming panels,” Doris said. “Then I’m going to see if I can figure out how to make a harem-girl costume for tonight. I don’t think I can. There’s too much involved. And I need to figure out what costume I’m going to do for the contest.”

“If you’d like another suggestion…?” Duncan asked.

“Sure,” Doris replied. “You’ve been on the money so far.”

“Don’t spend all your time in costuming. There are a thousand things to do at this con. No person is all one thing. Or if they are, they’re called obsessives. You might try looking in on some other panels. I’m going to a demonstration by a friend of mine at one, over in the Marriott. You might want to look that up.”

“Damn, you’re up early.

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