Chapter 175

The sound of the festivities could not drown the squishing sounds of Zira’s feet on the pixie berries. Her stomach growling rose above the laughter and mayhem that surrounded the bonfire below them. The smell of food danced in the air and surrounded Zira to the point she wanted to risk being stabbed by the pixie guards watching them.

“Your feet can’t touch the ground until all the berries have been juiced,” Mims told them earlier.

“I can’t believe they’re making us do this,” Zira pouted while pulling at the ridiculous flower outfit Queen Bloom insisted they wear. “It’s tradition,” Zira said, mocking Mims.

Zira didn’t remember anyone wearing something as ridiculous as this when she was here last time. Though at the time she was tripping off the mushroom tea Percy convinced her to drink.

“Hey, I’m in the same position here,” Clary stated, clearly upset about the whole situation. “I don’t understand why it’s just us and not the others. Ugh! This stuff is disgust