Page 28 of Flying Blind

Lyric chortled. “I will grab a few and keep them at the vineyard.”

“Make it a dozen. I am pretty sure it will make a nice staple at the house.”

“Done. I will be heading home in three hours if you want me to take custody of her.”

Zara muttered, “I am not evidence.”

Lyric patted her hand. “No, but you are a treasure, and you need to remain safe for your value to be shown to the world. It’s just a week. You will be staying at the main house, and it is heavily protected. If Emma wants to come, she is welcome. We have a lot of space.”

Zara perked up. “I will call her and ask. I know she’s been watching for something.”

Rayd nodded. “I will call her.”

Zara smiled. “Yeah, you are better at conveying that kind of urgency.”

He sighed. “Lyric, can you watch her for a moment?”

“Certainly. Soon-to-be brother.” Lyric chuckled. “We can go and watch Lykon for extra safety.”

“Please. Where is the call zone?”

“Over by the fire juggler.” Lyric chuckled. “Next to the pickles. We’re going back to the blacksmith shop.”

“Uh-huh. See you in five.” He disappeared from her senses.

Zara smiled. “Emma is great. I don’t like the thought of her in danger because of me. She’s tough, but she’s not that spry.”

Lyric chuckled and said, “I am just going to line things up here, and we can be on our way. You are covered, by the way. My scent is kind of strong. I smell like washing powder when I put in the effort.”

“Oh. Thanks.” She sat and waited, finishing her raspberry wine.

She felt the people around her, heard them laughing, and the scents of humans in leather and hot sun made her wrinkle her nose. Zara was grateful for the concealment. Folks who had been drinking liked to test her lack of vision by wiggling or jabbing fingers near her eyes. They actually hit her in the eyes frequently. Thankfully, Rayd and Emma didn’t allow folks to play with her like that.

It looked like her upcoming sister also took her safety seriously.

Chapter Six

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