Chapter 44

Nerezza's Point of view

The ice rink was cold. Deathly so. If I had gone with the dress instead of the jumpsuit, I knew I would have had a massive problem. At least it wasn't bowling or a movie. Something to physically do that took away the rest of my thoughts.

Not that I have ever skated before in my life. Even walking in heels would sometimes prove difficult for my balance. Yet, here we were. Both Amadeus and Alastair looked like kids in a candy store. Watched as people darted by. Practiced their flips and twirls. Some of them looked more graceful than others.

Posters lined the walls, depicting people in several different positions. Flyers hung on parts of the glass, telling everyone about ice skating lessons. About becoming a champion ice skater and where to sign up.

"I have never done this," I murmured below the loudspeakers blaring music. There was a coach on the ice as well. I could signal him out from the rest by the lack