Gillim scowled at David but made no move to get at him. It really was unfair that the one fairy that wanted to taunt him was the one he couldn't touch. Maybe he could think of some way to get back at him later, take him by surprise...
Then he saw the girl in the chair. That mischievous smile crept into his features as he winked.
Sharonda, who had noticed, scowled at him. "Don't you dare."
"Who are you, my mother?" he grumbled. The nerve; he had to be at least six times older than her anyways.
He smirked at Dylan, who was watching the exchange curiously, and approached the seated girl. "And I'm Gillim. It's wonderful to meet you." He extended his hand.
