I chuckle at Jace and sigh, Rayah glancing around before climbing off me and tugging on the bottom of my jeans and forcing me into the bathroom. Confused, I follow her and find a little bottle with a note in it, saying, "Rayah, drink."
She glances up at me, and I suddenly knew what she was dreaming about, she...she isn't one of those demigods...please tell me she isn't...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sigh and leave her be, letting her do what she wants with it. I walk out of the bathroom and close the door, swallowing before glancing back at Nic, "Please...don't freak out if she comes out a teenage girl..."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I swallow, "She's...she's a goddess so her parents supposedly want her to grow up. I think that's better for her too. I mean, I'm gonna be gone sooner or later in war and she needs to be on her own," I take a deep breath, plopping on the couch thingy, glancing at the bathroom door.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The door opens and I look up, Rayah stepping out and looking at me, "What the f*ck did you just let me drink?" she asks, looking down at herself. I guess her clothes grew with her.
Whoa...d*mn...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Remember: when people tell you something’s wrong or doesn’t work for them, they are almost always right. When they tell you exactly what they think is wrong and how to fix it, they are almost always wrong. — Neil Gaiman