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blissful look on her face.
“Mmmm. Cafe Crema latte. They make the best ones.”
Paris took a sip of his tea latte and had to agree. It was rather good.
“To what do I owe this honor?” Jade asked, taking another drink of her latte. “Not that I’m complaining, mind you. If you want to stop by everyday with coffee, have at it. But… do you need something?”
He could see how it was completely suspect - it wasn’t as though he popped by regularly with coffee. Looking around, Paris could see Daniel in Josef’s office through the glass door, showing the older man something on the computer screen. Possibly reports on the Preserve area. Since no one else was close enough to Jade’s cubicle, Paris felt safe in asking a direct question.
“How did you sleep last night? Any bad dreams?”
Jade fiddled with the coffee sleeve, as though it were in the wrong position, twisting it around. “Sort of.”
Paris frowned. When Jade did too much magic, she would say she ‘had a headache’ - as though it were that simple, even though the overuse of her magic could cause her to bleed from the nose, or from the ears. He had a strong suspicion that Jade saying she had ‘sort of’ of bad dreams was akin to her replying that she’d had a troubled night. Watching her continue to fiddle with her coffee cup, he noticed bandages on two of her fingers.
“What happened there?”
She swallowed. “Oh, just… a minor accident. You know how it is.”
“No, I don’t,” Paris replied, not that easily put off. “Was that last night or this morning?”
“This morning. Curling iron. It happens. Price of beauty.”
Paris took in Jade’s ponytail - straight as usual. He wasn’t so certain she didn’t at least own a curling iron, but he was fairly certain if she did own one, she didn’t use it often. She lied so quickly and convincingly. If he hadn’t been looking for anything amiss, he likely wouldn’t have noticed. He wanted to press it, but didn’t think that the middle of Counter-Magic was the right time.
“If you want a healing spell to help your fingers along, let me know. My mother had a wonderful poultice for burns. I think Dr. Gellar uses it in medlab, actually. Keeps infection rates low.”
“Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Well, I just stopped by to see how you were. I best return to my office.”
“Heavy hangs the head that wears the crown, hey?”
“Just so. Please let me know if any more of your spells don’t work, and come by and see if me if you want to try something new.”
“You bet.”
Paris wasn’t at all surprised when the day passed and Jade didn’t pop by his office once. She was more likely to text or email if she decided to do any more magic, although he did feel a tad disappointed. By five o’clock, he decided he put off his next errand long enough and took off early to head to the Preserve. The Nature Preserve had a number of entrances for Coven and town members to use - some with pathways for walking or hiking, some with picnic benches and fire pits for cooking. There were even a few small camping areas that could be reserved for those wishing to take a short vacation but not go very far. Jade’s cottage was close to an entrance where Paris knew she and Daniel went running regularly, but the entrance closer to the lake was further away and he used the drive to let his mind wander over work, Jade and the rest of the Coven. Paris remembered to send a quick email to Josef to let him know where he was going and that he would let Counter-Magic know if there was anything of interest.
Paris turned off the paved road, his car jostling and rolling unevenly on the gravel that led into the Preserve area. The sky was already going dark. He really should have left earlier. This time of year didn’t leave much daylight for being outdoors. Although it was past Winter Solstice and the days were getting longer, it was happening slowly and they were still firmly within winter’s stiff
“Mmmm. Cafe Crema latte. They make the best ones.”
Paris took a sip of his tea latte and had to agree. It was rather good.
“To what do I owe this honor?” Jade asked, taking another drink of her latte. “Not that I’m complaining, mind you. If you want to stop by everyday with coffee, have at it. But… do you need something?”
He could see how it was completely suspect - it wasn’t as though he popped by regularly with coffee. Looking around, Paris could see Daniel in Josef’s office through the glass door, showing the older man something on the computer screen. Possibly reports on the Preserve area. Since no one else was close enough to Jade’s cubicle, Paris felt safe in asking a direct question.
“How did you sleep last night? Any bad dreams?”
Jade fiddled with the coffee sleeve, as though it were in the wrong position, twisting it around. “Sort of.”
Paris frowned. When Jade did too much magic, she would say she ‘had a headache’ - as though it were that simple, even though the overuse of her magic could cause her to bleed from the nose, or from the ears. He had a strong suspicion that Jade saying she had ‘sort of’ of bad dreams was akin to her replying that she’d had a troubled night. Watching her continue to fiddle with her coffee cup, he noticed bandages on two of her fingers.
“What happened there?”
She swallowed. “Oh, just… a minor accident. You know how it is.”
“No, I don’t,” Paris replied, not that easily put off. “Was that last night or this morning?”
“This morning. Curling iron. It happens. Price of beauty.”
Paris took in Jade’s ponytail - straight as usual. He wasn’t so certain she didn’t at least own a curling iron, but he was fairly certain if she did own one, she didn’t use it often. She lied so quickly and convincingly. If he hadn’t been looking for anything amiss, he likely wouldn’t have noticed. He wanted to press it, but didn’t think that the middle of Counter-Magic was the right time.
“If you want a healing spell to help your fingers along, let me know. My mother had a wonderful poultice for burns. I think Dr. Gellar uses it in medlab, actually. Keeps infection rates low.”
“Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Well, I just stopped by to see how you were. I best return to my office.”
“Heavy hangs the head that wears the crown, hey?”
“Just so. Please let me know if any more of your spells don’t work, and come by and see if me if you want to try something new.”
“You bet.”
Paris wasn’t at all surprised when the day passed and Jade didn’t pop by his office once. She was more likely to text or email if she decided to do any more magic, although he did feel a tad disappointed. By five o’clock, he decided he put off his next errand long enough and took off early to head to the Preserve. The Nature Preserve had a number of entrances for Coven and town members to use - some with pathways for walking or hiking, some with picnic benches and fire pits for cooking. There were even a few small camping areas that could be reserved for those wishing to take a short vacation but not go very far. Jade’s cottage was close to an entrance where Paris knew she and Daniel went running regularly, but the entrance closer to the lake was further away and he used the drive to let his mind wander over work, Jade and the rest of the Coven. Paris remembered to send a quick email to Josef to let him know where he was going and that he would let Counter-Magic know if there was anything of interest.
Paris turned off the paved road, his car jostling and rolling unevenly on the gravel that led into the Preserve area. The sky was already going dark. He really should have left earlier. This time of year didn’t leave much daylight for being outdoors. Although it was past Winter Solstice and the days were getting longer, it was happening slowly and they were still firmly within winter’s stiff
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