Womby's School for Wayward Witches Series Box Set 4 by Sarina Dorie

Author:Sarina Dorie [Dorie, Sarina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781694142283
Publisher: amazon.com
Published: 2019-10-23T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Here There Be Dragons

Alouette Loraline had served as governess for two children from the Dragon Court. I had read about it in Womby’s: A History of the School. The book had speculated on why a Fae court would hire a Witchkin as governess and not enslave her. I remembered the implication that the author thought she had outwitted them. I was intrigued by the idea of meeting people who had potentially known my mother.

Whether they were friend or foe—and what they considered me by association of whom I was related to—concerned me.

“The Dragon Court no longer exists,” Thatch said, imperiously gazing down at Betsy. “Come along, Clarissa. We will need to freshen up before meeting guests.”

I wasn’t done with my dinner. I shoveled another bite of cold asparagus into my mouth. “Why did Prince Elric invite them? Or did they invite themselves? Do you think they’re in cahoots with the Raven Court or allied with the Silver Court?”

“Neither,” Thatch said. “They’re Fae. They serve their own interests.”

I looked to Betsy. “What were they like? What was your brother’s impression? How did they treat their servants?” You could tell a lot about the Fae by how they treated their supposed inferiors. That had been one of the factors that had persuaded me of Elric’s integrity.

Betsy shrugged. “He said they were quiet. Polite.”

That didn’t mean much. Fae believed in etiquette. Manners. Rules.

I didn’t know what the arrival of dragons meant, but it had to be something big, especially after I had just transcended into a dragon hours before. I wiped my hands on a napkin and rose.

“Let’s go see the guests,” I said.

Thatch’s lips pressed into a flat line. From the way his eyes narrowed, I could tell he wasn’t pleased about something. Maybe he was afraid I would say something wrong.

Betsy snickered.

“What?” I asked.

Betsy waved her hand at me. “Please say you’re not going to go in there with your hair looking like that. We’ve got to call your lady’s maid, or else Mistress Bloodmire will have an apoplexy.”

* * *

It was torture sitting through someone making my hair presentable. What if those delegates left before I had a chance to meet them?

When Thatch and I joined Vega and Elric in the parlor, I noted there weren’t three guests but four. A woman sat on the floor with the children. She played with them, speaking in what I suspected was Chinese. The guests had brought two children. They wore traditional Chinese clothing and were showing Elric’s adopted children how to play some kind of board game with pebbles. The children’s appearance was as unusual as the other guests with their bumpy skin.

Vega sat perched on the edge of a settee, reading next to the children playing games on the floor. She glanced up at me, her eyes narrowing when she saw that I’d selected a pink dress, but she said nothing. I’d probably get an earful later.

Elric left the men and approached me. “Ah, Mrs. Thatch, I’m so pleased you could join us.

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