23. The Fae King
Soon, a slip of paper was pushed under my door.
In my frog form, tasks like this were a little more difficult. Of course, I could use my power over the sea breeze to pull the paper to me, but in this form, it often left me feeling fatigued. Much easier to simply retrieve it myself.
So I made my way to the edge of the bed and jumped down on a soft pile of clothes. I hopped over to examine the note.
Dear Forrest,
I am considering you in a gown right now.
Georgia
I laughed out loud, something I hadn’t done in a long time. Then I set the note aside. I really should be reading minutes from the council meeting I missed. We would have plenty of time to talk on our walk this evening. I wondered where she wanted to go.
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