Mystic Brews Collection 1: Witch and Ghost Mysteries by Troy Alyn

Author:Troy, Alyn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mystic Brews Mysteries
Published: 2022-06-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Four pixies flew into the cafe the next morning.

“Where’s Rachel?” Nia seemed surprised by the pixies’ arrival.

One of the girls shrugged after they all popped to their tall forms. “Lady Edeirnion had us cleaning the glasses and bars, then helping the pwcas scrub the ballroom. I couldn’t wait to get out of there. Dewi kept going on and on about how rich he was about to be. None of us believe him. Still, it was nice to get out of Castle Raven at a decent hour for once.”

“It wasn’t that late.” I watched Nia pull espresso shots for the caramel tornados. Urgh! Even I was thinking the wrong name for the drinks now. Silly pixies!

“The pwcas weren’t there that long,” Punkin jumped into his normal chair in the cafe. The pixies all took seats near him. They couldn’t resist his feline charms, often letting him lick whipped cream from the top of their paper cup lids while they sipped the hot caramel macchiatos.

I nodded agreement. “It wasn’t late at all. Elain did a spell sweep through the ballroom after the cleansing. She was back in our flat by eleven.”

Elain wandered into the cafe right then.

“Why does it matter where I was?” She slid into her usual seat near my espresso station.

“Rachel didn’t show this morning,” Nia said. She slid the last of the macchiatos across the counter to the waiting pixie girl.

“Thanks, Nia.” She took a sip and sighed. “This is as good as Ebrel’s!”

“Oooo! Thanks, Mari!”

“You’re learning well,” I agreed. She beamed and wiped down her side of the espresso machine.

I pulled a double shot but let it trickle into two cups. Mia set a scone in front of Elain. She smeared the clotted cream across the pastry.

Elain took a bite. “I need to run an extra five miles a day to keep my figure in check. I didn’t think about my dress size when I invited you to live in my flat. Being roomies with the cafe co-owner is expanding my hips.”

“It’s not my fault Aunt Rose is the best baker in Britain.” I took a second fork and nibbled on her scone.

“You’re going to have to run with me if you keep eating my scones.”

“I’ll climb and hike. I only run if a bear is chasing me.”

“I know a few werebears I might convince to chase you.” Elain grinned.

“Wish I could smell the pastries.” Jake popped into the chair on the other side of Elain. He stuck his finger into the cream, then to his tongue. “Nope, not even a taste.”

“Keep your fingers to yourself.”

Elain snickered. “Good thing I know about your talent. You look crazy talking to empty air.”

“Don’t listen to her. I like to talk with you.” Jake stuck his tongue out at her. He poked his finger into the scone.

“Stop it, Jake. You never know when a feather will fall off. I don’t want a feather-flavoured scone.”

Elain turned towards him and fixed her eyes about where his head would have been. She was guessing from my own actions as to his location.

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