Page 42 of Surviving Enchantment: Part two
She kept eating, and the chasers eventually stepped out of the woods, looking disappointed.
Emmers looked irritated.He stalked up to Amy and said, “How did you do that?”
“Honestly?”
He nodded with his jaw tight.“Yes.”
Amy grinned.“I portaled home.Set a timer for ten minutes and came back.I cheated.”
Outrage hit all four of her trackers.
Hannah started laughing, and it continued until she held her sides and tears streaked down her cheeks.The ladylike affront that the trackers were exhibiting was hilarious.Emmers crossed his arms.“I want a do-over.”
Amy looked at him with brows raised.“Seriously?”
“Yes.”
“No.I just ate and am owed dessert and am not going to sprint through the woods smelling like bananas.”
Nylora chuckled as she walked up.“She did elude you for ten minutes, and all she had to do was run and then return.Continuing to run might have been implied but was not stated.”
Emmers opened his mouth and closed it with a snap.“Fine.”
Amy chuckled and finished her plate.“Don’t be a sore loser, Emmers.”
Nylora grinned as Amy taunted the huge predator.The pie floated down and hovered in front of Amy.“As promised.”
Amy let out a bright squeal.She took the glowing vines into her hands and froze them, breaking them into dust.She blew the iced sawdust from the pie and lifted the fork she hadn’t relinquished.
She exhaled softly on the pie and wandered over to a row of chairs, settling into one and beginning the systematic destruction of the dessert.
Hannah chuckled.“When I think of my champion, it is going to take on a new silhouette now.”
Neekil wrapped his arms around her.“I beg your pardon.”
“Aw, you are still my hero, but she’s my champion, and she works for banana cream pies.”
He chuckled.“My demands are slightly more involved.”
“No shit.”
He laughed out loud and then paused.“Oh, Hannah...”
“Yes, Neekil?”
His left hand was held in front of them, and a small object manifested in his palm.He lifted her left hand with his right.“I have a question for you, and I am truly nervous about the answer.Our bonds go beyond affection and into a meeting of souls.”
“Your soul is a perv,” she muttered as he flicked the box open with his thumb.“What’s going on here?”
“It’s an engagement proposal.Will you marry me?”
“Um, at some nebulous time in the future?”
“After Jennel and Jennor’s wedding.They need things fancy, and Jennel and Jennor have to stand in front of his community.So, in three or four months?”
“The weather will be good for a backyard wedding,” she mused.
Nylora said in an amused tone, “I hear the Grunwald mansion is available.”
