I screamed, as Mischief’s heights sizzled down from the roof through the dark night, screwing shut my eyes against the flare. Moon’s knuckles swept across my mouth like he could catch the attack in the palm of his hand; he tasted of sweetpopcorn.When the light no longer haloed my eyelids, however, I cautiously cracked open my eyes again. Above the garden, Mischief’s heights had fizzled away to a weak spluttering that flickered from his fingers. He moved his hand like it was just a dodgy connection, which would ignite again. At last, he dropped his hands into fists. “Oh, well, that was embarrbutting.”Huh, so even lords had performance issues.“So, the crazy angel mage attacks me again.” I licked the back of Moon’s hand in thanks, and he traced his finger against my mouth, before glowering up at the roof. Boy, had he just had an intensive lesson in why you should never
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