a one-way ticket (emma, jag, sunny, coby, curnen)

[st_ackeddeck]

Her first reading with the deck Jag had given her had pointed Emma in the right direction for crafting her counteroffer. She'd gone, on her own, back to the Goblin Market and found the fairy who'd told Jag they could send him home.

It turned out True Sight was even more valuable to an ambitious fairy looking for an advantage than Emma had expected, and an hour after their negotiations were finalized, she walked out of Faerie, her eyes haunted and red rimmed from tears, carefully guarding a sprig of pale purple sweetpea flowers she carried. When chaos of the fairy realm was replaced with the cacophonous greens of the Irish Hills room, exhaled in relief, and then hurried back to her rooms.

"Jag?" she called out as the door to their suite shut behind her. They only had until moonrise, and she had no idea when that would be.

Comments

[st_artandstoke]

"In here!" Jag called out from his room, dropping the towel he'd been running through his hair onto his bed. He grabbed a tank top instead, and pulled it on as he walked into the lounge to meet Emma. At least it served to flatten his messy, tangled hair some as he slid it on, but his mind wasn't on that so much as on the urgency in Emma's voice. "Are you all right?"

for Sunny

[st_ackeddeck]

It was possible Sunny would be in her room, but they were slim compared to her being anywhere else. So Emma headed for the main building and the most likely locations. Library first, because it was Sunny, and if she didn't luck out there, Emma could check the kitchens, bar, etc. Save the Safari room for last.

Her eyes were little puffy and red-rimmed from the tears that had fallen on the walk, but she was steadier by the time she walked into the library and found Sunny at the check-out desk. Funny, she realized as she got there, it wasn't any easier trying to explain this a second time.

"Hey," she started. "Do you have a minute?"

[st_artandstoke]

It took all of Jag's willpower, and keeping Coby and Curnen in his thoughts, to actually walk away from Emma. All he wanted was to hold her, kiss her again, bury his head in the crook of her neck, her hair falling over him as he breathed in her scent. But who knew when moonrise would be in Faerie; he had to find Coby and Curnen. Their rooms yielded nothing, so next he checked the main building, and was relieved to find Coby sipping a drink in the bar.

"Thank fuck you're here," Jag stated in a relieved breath as he joined Coby, the precious flowers protectively cupped in his hand. "I'd been afraid you might be in Faerie." And who knew how he could have found him then. "Any idea where Curnen is?"