The Unicorn's Tale by R. L. LaFevers

Author:R. L. LaFevers
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Nate spent the rest of the evening drawing and trying not to think about his parents or Obediah. He fell asleep next to Greasle, with visions of ferocious unicorns and evil hunters prancing through his head.

Early the next morning, Aunt Phil, Nate, Greasle, and Mr. Sylvan left for the unicorn’s bower just as the first rays of sunlight filtered down through the trees. It had grown even colder during the night and Nate had to stomp his feet to keep them warm.

On the way up to the meadow, Nate kept a careful lookout for carrier pigeons. Now that they knew there was nothing seriously wrong with Luminessa, it was time to turn their attention back to the problem of Obediah. Surely he wasn’t going to disappear forever. He’d pretty much promised they’d hear from him again.

Nate’s greatest fear was that they’d miss that message. Unable to locate either his parents’ lawyer or Miss Lumpton, his former governess, Nate knew Obediah was the only possible link to his missing family.

Mr. Sylvan decided to wait for them in the meadow, even though the unicorn wasn’t having a personal examination that morning. Something about needing to maintain territories and boundaries. They left him lying in the grass, staring up at the fluffy white clouds, playing his reed pipes.

They found Luminessa waiting for them just outside her bower. When she saw Greasle, she pranced excitedly and dipped her horn up and down a few times, then whinnied.

“Go on.” Aunt Phil nudged the gremlin forward. “She’s eager to see you.”

“Oh, brother,” Greasle muttered. She put her hands on her hips and glared at the unicorn. “But no licking!”

Once the unicorn had sniffed Greasle all over (and sneaked in one loud slurp), Aunt Phil settled down to the business of giving her some instructions.

“You’re to have a spoonful of this each day. Mr. Sylvan will come up to administer it and you must let him, do you understand me?”

Luminessa nodded.

“And no sneaking any nips of his hide, either. If you need extra fluffing, we’ve brought you two more blankets and a pillow.”

The unicorn whuffled and snorted.

“See what she’s saying, Nate. It’s good practice for you.”

Nate put his hand on her horn and asked her to repeat what she’d just said. When will the baby arrive? Luminessa asked. Nate repeated the question for Aunt Phil.

“Sooner rather than later, I think,” Aunt Phil said. “But it happens so rarely that I’m not as up on unicorn pregnancy as I should be. I will research the matter as soon as we get home and should have an answer when we return in a week.”

Luminessa was sad to see Greasle go and consoled herself by shredding the pillow and blankets into nesting fluff.

Feeling kindly toward the unicorn now that she was no longer keeping them from the matter of Obediah, Nate wished her good luck, then followed Aunt Phil back toward the meadow. He had to hurry to catch up to her—she was so happy, she was practically skipping.

Nate skipped, too, but not because of the unicorn.

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