Three Months Later

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"You Okay in there?" Zac shouted into the ensuite bathroom of his and Raymond's bedroom as he fiddled with the collar of his white dress shirt.

"Yeah I'm fine just dropped the shampoo bottle!" Raymond shouted back from the shower.

"Okay just hurry it up, the trial starts in an hour!" Zac replied as he grabbed his black blazer.

"Hey it's not easy when your entire body is covered with thick fur!" Raymond retorted.

"I know, ohhh are you using the shampoo that makes your fur soft?" Zac asked as he button up his blazer in the mirror.

"Yes! I use it just for you my love," Raymond said quieter but Zac still herd him causing Zac to smile.

"Okay, I'm going to check up on Anya!" Zac shouted as he grabbed his leather dress shoes before leaving their bedroom. Anya's room is only a few doors down from Zac and Raymond's, but you could hear the music that Anya was playing from the hallway.

"Hey Anya can I come in?!" Zac knocked on the door loudly. After a few awkward moments of waiting the music stopped.

"Yeah come in dad," Anya said from the other side of the door. Zac opened the door to see Anya carefully lifting a black record off of the turntable.

"Are you almost ready? Zac asked.

"Yeah, just let me put my shoes on," Anya said as she carefully placed the disk back into its clear sleeve. Anya wore a medium length black dress with purple sequences along the hems that sparked like jewels when light reflected on them.

"Okay, I will be waiting for your father in the living room," Zac said with a smile before closing the door. Anya carefully slid the sleeve back into its spot on a crowded self next to her turntable. Anya turned around to the two boxes on her bed. The first was a cardboard shoe box, she lifted the black lid off of the box and pulled out a stunning pair of purple high heels with shining jewels decorating the sides.

"I can already feel the pain you are going to cause me, but you sure are damn beautiful," Anya thought to herself as she sat down on her bed to put them on. Anya looked over to the second box. It was a black velvet box with two silver clasps on it. The seal of house McKinght decorated the top. Her red fingers hovered over the clasps hesitant to open it. She knew what was in this box, but was not ready to see it. The last few weeks have been rough not because of the situation with Clark, but Zac's magical training was treacherous, and combining it with archery has made it worse.

"I'm such a bad archer and mage! I can't believe I need some stupid rock to be any good!" Were just the tip of the iceberg of thoughts that filled Anya's head as she tried to sleep at night. Anya took a deep breath as she hastily clicked the clasps open and lifted the lid to reveal a shiny silver tiara within. Anya carefully lifted it out of its box and the ceiling light caused its crown jewel the Stone of Dexterity to reflect light like a mirrorball around Anya's room. Almost a month ago Lars asked for the Stone of Dexterity back with the promise it would eventually return to its rightful home: The Bow of Loyalty. Anya had no idea that she would be given a royal artifact of this extravagance. From the conversations she overheard the Stone of Dexterity can be removed for when Anya needs it for combat. Anya lifted the tiara over her head and horns. She let go of it and it began to float above her purple horns much like the halo she was used to.

"Looks like it's time to go," Anya thought to herself as she stood up off her bed and walked out the door to join Zac.

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