Book Eight: Chapter 179

Both of them were tapping on the glass. Through the condensation on the glass, she could make out their wicked smiles at the sight of her, which made her remember that she was still naked. Ignoring them, she got dressed and walked out into the hall.

The whole house was filled with tapping. Rats scurried everywhere in a panic, clearly waiting for instructions that hadn’t come yet. The fairy girls zipped about, and Cerulea paused in midair when she noticed Beth.

“I saw a Fae trying to get in through the window!” she shouted.

“Which window?” asked Beth.

“All of them!” Cerulea wiggled in midair. “Do I get the big prize?”

“We can talk later.” Already, the tapping was growing louder. Down below, she heard Abella cry out in agony. She imagined those taps sounded like a hammer on steel to her. “I need to talk to Kisa. Tell the others we’re about to have a family meeting.”

“Prizes, prizes, prizes!” Cerulea shot off like a rocket, leaving a blue glitter tra