33. Relevations at Noon

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actually plot happening?

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"It's so nice to see her smile again," June murmured as they watched Sophie accept her gift, the drawing of her with her family and the Black Swan, from Keefe. Faye nodded.

Apparently, Lord Cassius had taken them to Atlantis, claiming that he found the Nightfall symbol. And it was actually there -- currently Fitz, Linh, Tam, and Dex were already on their way to the Unity Fountain.

"He included me," Faye observed. "And... I'm standing next to you."

"He's standing next to Sophie too," June noted. "With his arm wrapped around her shoulder. And Tam's hair is definitely worse than Keefe's in this drawing, and he's staring at Biana -- is that drool coming down his lips?"

Faye laughed, noticing the small glob of spit coming down the corner of drawing Tam's lips. "My opinion of Keefe just improved by twenty percent."

"You'll get used to his shenanigans after a while," June said briskly, brushing her hair behind her ear. "He drew me with shoulder-length hair. Not gonna lie, I think I'm going to keep this hairstyle."

"Mmh. I really should wear my hair in ponytails more." Faye tore a soft green ribbon off her sash and bundled her hair up into a high ponytail, stepping before a mirror and contemplating her looks.

"Oh my gosh, you look great in that," Biana gushed, running up to her. "Now you just need makeup. I have the perfect eyeliner-"

"Princess Prettypants," Marella snorted, crossing her arms and leaning against a handrail, fire bursting along her sleeve.

Biana pouted. "But she does need eyeliner. Especially that blind eye. And I have some powder for the scar. Come on!" she cheered, starting to tug at Faye's arms. Linh shook her head and Faye scowled.

"Not right now," she told Biana. "Maybe later."

"Why not?" Biana jutted out her bottom lip, sulking slightly.

"Why are you like this?" Faye asked. "You know I can't say no to you."

"Exactly! That's the entire point! Now play nice and come with me. You're getting a makeover and I'm not taking no as an answer."

"Biana no!" Faye yelled as Biana hauled her onto her back and began levitating away.

"Biana yessss," Biana responded gleefully.

"Please help," Faye whimpered as viridescent strands wrapped around her back, leafy vines climbing over her and securing her to Biana's back. There was no point struggling against the taut vines, but perhaps June could help. Or maybe Marella would want to burn off Biana's hair.

"No can do," Marella apologized. "She's going to murder me, and I'm definitely not burning off her hair."

"Can I get the makeover too?" June asked, trailing behind them.

"I fucking despise you," Faye grunted.

"You loooove me," Biana teased, allowing some of the vines to loosen. "Bark for me."

Faye scoffed and tossed her hair. "I have dignity! I am a perfectly upright woman. There is no way I'm going to bark for you."

"Bark for me," Biana requested again, donning a sad face.

"Woof," Faye blurted out before she yelped and covered her mouth.

"Good girl," Biana cheered, opening the door to June's bathroom and dragging her in. "Now time for your makeover."

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