Chapter Twenty – continued
“Well,” Rose said briskly, the hem of her long skirts brushing against the stone floor as she approached Abigail. “I have a solution to getting you back to the Glass Kingdom, but I’m afraid it’ll take about a day.”
Abigail trailed after Rose as they left the portal room. Unlike a normal room in a manor, this room was only accessed from the exterior. Abigail shivered as she stepped out into the cold winter air and hurried after a quickly moving Rose back into Roderick Manor.
“Excellent,” Rose said brightly as Abigail followed her into a parlor, furiously rubbing at her arms. “You’re right on time.”
Abigail blinked in confusion when Clarice, complete with violet streaks in her midnight blue hair, turned from the vase of flowers she had been running her hand over. A grin was stretched across her face and she tilted her head slightly to one side as a dimple flashed when she caught sight of Abigail.
Rose strode briskly into the room, meeting Clarice halfway while Abigail stood in the doorway, both unwilling to move and uncertain as to whether she should. Even though Clarice was a powerful fae, her strength was in fabrics. She wasn’t quite sure how the woman would get her back to the Glass Kingdom.
“Is everything settled?” Rose was asking.
“It is,” Clarice said linking her hands behind her back. “Lady Olidan will be accompanying us?”
“Part of the way, yes.”
“Yes. Will that be a problem?”
“Not at all.”
At Clarice’s words, Rose’s shoulders visibly relaxed. She reached out a hand and rested it on Clarice’s shoulder. Softly, but just loud enough that Abigail could make out her words, she said, “You have no idea how much this means to me.”
“I think I do, Rose,” Clarice said just as softly, sympathy on her face. “Are you prepared to leave? We should head out as soon as possible.”
Rose turned back to Abigail, who nodded vigorously at the unspoken question. Leaving Madeline in the same city as Adrian wasn’t sitting well with her, even if Camille was keeping a close eye on her. There was certainly to telling what her stepsister and stepmother were capable of.
“Clarice and I are headed for the Sun Kingdom,” Rose explained as Abigail followed the other women from the parlor and out of the Manor. “As we’ll be passing through the Glass Kingdom, we’ll be able to leave you at Olidan Manor tomorrow.” She turned to look over her shoulder with a smile. “The fae have the swiftest horses. It’ll be a bit breezy, but much faster.”
“But what about my mare, Pear?”
“Don’t worry,” Clarice said. “Rose explained. I’ve rigged a special cart for her to ride in. Come, Lady Olidan. I think you’ll have fun. Though you might want to pin your hair up.”
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