Chapter 21

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"Oh my gods! Oh my gods just-just no!" I roar with laughter, I just can't help myself. It's just too much. "What in the ever loving fuck was that!" Rory glares at me.

"That my beautiful darling would be The Little Mermaid." This morning I woke up with one thought...Rory.

Between sleeping...and not so much sleeping with Jackson last night and thinking about Rory I was exhausted but I needed to come here and do this.

She deserved some happiness so did Cole..

"Just so much no!" She pulls herself up on the bank as I stare at her fin and remind myself why I'm here. I turn off Henry...I missed him a ton if I were being honest but Rhysand Jr. was a sufficient replacement. "These movies people actually watch them."

"Yeah lots of them, they also have mini movies called TV shows as well." I grin "How has Henry been treating you." I smile wide.

"Uh he's amazing. The things I've read! It's all like a dream so much romance and danger. I love it." A sad smile plays on her lips. "It hurts though that I can't have those things."

"I know Cole's been coming here. He told me so he really likes you."

"Yeah I know I like him too and again it makes me sad. Anyways how are you and Jax." My face grows into a grin. "You dirty hussy." She slaps me playfully. "Oh my gods I'm so jealous. I need details. Anything, even if you think its irrelevant I want to hear it. I can live through you."

"Well my darling mermaid friend there is a reason I showed you that movie and it's not because I enjoy torture...I mean I enjoy torture just not to friends. Friends don't torture friends that's my motto."

"I thought it was bros without clothes."

I put a thoughtful finger to my chin. "I do prefer bros without clothes, but no I showed you that for a reason."

"Well what other purpose besides torture could you have for showing me that," She wrings out her hair still muttering about forks and tritons. "as if you haven't pained me enough." She scoffs.

"I want to give you legs."

She cocks her head to the side taking in what I just said. "Don't be mean." She whispers sadly.

"No I can." I say softly.

She shakes her head still skeptical. "I don't understand. Why haven't you done it before then?"

"Because I wanted to be sure I could trust you. I have a job to do and that is keeping people safe. I wasn't sure for a while but, I'm sure now. I think I've known for a while actually."

She swipes the back of her hand over her eyes blinking away tears. "I won't hurt anyone I swear it." Desperation lacing her thick voice. "I hate being alone here." Tears well in her eyes and she crumples into a sobbing heap. "Are you serious, you're not joking are you." She squeals.

"Totes serious I can create as well as destroy." I say that last part as a threat just in case. "I carry blood magic. I honestly could give myself fins if I wanted. Be it blood or bone I can manipulate it."

"Why don't you make yourself taller."

"I'm sorry do you want legs or not." I stare at her flatly.

"Oh my god yes! Oh my god!" She hyperventilates.

"Are you ready?" I say giving her my best set of jazz fingers.

"You're not going to take my voice right."

"As long as you don't brush your hair with a fork this one is on the house." I shut my eyes as magic threads my veins. Grey light springs from my fingers. Before I unleash it on her I pause. "You should know it will hurt...possibly a ton." I means, seriously, I was manipulating her bones.

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