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Chapter 88

“No.”

Alcina fumbles with the straps currently adorning Perseus’s broad back the contraption that, she claims, is meant to strap a person in. Brendan stares at it with an unmoving expression.

Alcina pouts.

Brendan remains firm.

“You do realize,” he drawls. “That I am, technically, still in recovery, yes?”

Alcina winces.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m rather certain that falling hundreds of feet to my death is not what the healers advised for a speedy recovery-”

Alcina whines at him. Stomps her foot, even, in a way that Brendan resolutely does not find at all endearing.

“You won’t fall,” she says. “I have been practicing very hard this entire week, at flying with Perseus!”

Brendan raises a solemn brow. “You mean to say that this is a newly acquired skill that you are attempting to pass off on me, then?”

Alcina flushes. “Brendan,” she wheedles. Brendan briefly spares a moment of appreciation, anew, for the two older brothers who have raised this petulant little thing, all these years
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