Third Time Lucky At St Morrigan's: A Paranormal Cozy Mystery (Chronicles of St Morrigan's 3) by Adams Rosie

Author:Adams, Rosie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

‘What’s happening to me?’ I yell, as my legs start to dangle beneath me like a marionette. Ridiculously I start flapping my arms, as if I’m expecting to sprout feathers any time soon. ‘Close the windows before I escape!’

‘Hecate, you’re floating!’ Toby says redundantly. It’s obvious to everyone in the room, including the two dogs who are sitting on their haunches (very unusual for Diva) and staring at me as if I truly have sprouted wings, that I am no longer in contact with the floor. I’m terrified that I’m about to go drifting off out of Alladia’s fourth floor Tower room window and then decide I’m not supposed to behave like this and plummet to the ground.

But I don’t drift towards the window, I remain where I am, about three feet off the carpet, and as I’m getting used to the sensation, I’m reminded of the other times I’ve seen this kind of thing happen. The last time was when one of the young Fae had an OCD attack on some classmates’ dorms and half of the Titania House was watching, hovering a few inches from the ground, in excitement.

‘I’m floating like the Fae, aren’t I?’ I catch sight of Cam and Alladia and they are positively beaming at me, albeit with a strong sense of relief, unlike Toby, whose expression is more relatable to the dogs.

‘Indeed you are!’ Alladia says, clapping her hands together. Another ghostly maid materialises in the room, this time holding a silver platter with a Battenburg cake in the St Morrigan’s school colours of black and purple, plus four Hi-Ball glasses full of the darkest purple sparkling liquid. ‘This is part of the Revel that you drank. Let’s have a drink of Nightshade to celebrate achieving your third indicator of the Ritual of the Source!’

'Nightshade? Isn't that poisonous?'

'Well too much of it will rot your liver,'Cam says, 'but no, it's not belladonna.'

‘I don’t seem to be coming back down to Earth,’ I remark.

‘Try to calm down,’ Cam says, and he holds out his hand. I take it tentatively; I’m still not sure how I feel about him using me as gossip fodder for the masses. ‘Your faeness is reacting to your emotion and the Revel.’

‘Scary fairy,’ Diva says.

‘You mean I’m floating because I’m angry?’ I ask.

‘Any heightened emotion will do it,’ Cam says. ‘Excitement, anger, fear …’ He swallows. ‘And a few others.’

My cheeks turn pink. ‘Why hasn’t this happened to me before? I’ve had plenty of experience of heightened emotion.’ Lordy. What am I saying here?

‘Dig big hole,’ Diva points out. She’s right.

‘I just mean,’ I add, ‘that this is not the first time I’ve ever been angry. Although, I don’t get angry all that much, but I do get scared.’ Like when I was down in the Icehouse with a mad witch.

‘No, we figured that much,’ Cam says. ‘You’re half-fae, which means you won’t usually have all the behaviours of a full-blooded Fae, but the potion taps into any traces. All we needed to do was make you angry.

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