Yuletide (Matilda Kavanagh Novels Book 3) by Shauna Granger

Author:Shauna Granger [Granger, Shauna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-04T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Christmas Eve Eve was the night when I should be passing out the last of my gifts, gorging on pie and eggnog, and watching my cat play with leftover ribbon while Claymation movies renewed my faith in humanity. Instead, I was in my bathroom, slipping on charmed silver bracelets and watching my face contort as glamours settled over my body. Artemis sat in the doorway, his black triangle ears twitching as he watched.

My nose stretched and flattened until it resembled the flat nose of a doe. Soft, downy white fur tinged with powder blue flowed around the edges of my face. My eyes widened, and my blue irises melted to deepest black, reflecting the light over my mirror. Delicate horns pushed through my hair, giving me a small headache as they twisted like gothic black-and-blue candy canes until they reached four inches and arched backward. One more bracelet made my short black hair grow and shift until it tumbled past my shoulders in a wash of turquoise.

Examining myself in the mirror, I was satisfied that I was well and truly unrecognizable. At least losing all that sleep had been worth it. When I turned to leave the bathroom, I stopped short at the sight of Artemis. He was still staring at me, his fluffy head tilted.

“What? No good?” I looked over my shoulder to check the mirror again.

“Mrrrow,” he said, then stood, turned his back on me, and flicked his tail before sauntering away to hide under the bed.

“C’mon,” I called, “I don’t look that bad. Whatever.”

I ignored him and went about getting dressed. We had decided on glamours and costumes for two reasons. The first was to hide ourselves in case Krampus did show up and recognize me from the other night. The second was to blend in, because the Krampus Rumpus was supposed to be a spectacle ten times more impressive than the concert had been.

Joey had brought over a few pieces of clothing to help me put together a “suitable outfit” as she’d called it. She went through my closet, pulling out pieces of clothing she approved, and graciously allowed me to put my own outfit together, but only if I did so with the approved items. I stood over my bed, my robe wrapped around my body, and stared at the assortment. It looked more like I was about to get ready for a Halloween party than a Yuletide celebration. Blowing out a breath, I undid my robe and got dressed.

I went with a pair of black fleece-lined leggings and fastened a black-and-blue bustle around my waist so that the alternating ruffles hung down over my rump—the leggings were mine and the bustle was Joey’s. I dug out a white blouse that Joey had approved and pulled it on, buttoning it over a beige chemise. I never wore the blouse because the ruffled collar was a little over the top for me, and it opened wide, showing a little more cleavage than I was generally comfortable with.

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