All The Queens Kings - Book 8
He pulls her closer and begins to dance to a rhythm only he can hear, sparks of blue dancing between their bodies.
I laugh as he dips her, enjoying our conversation, forgetting about everything else for just a moment. “Tala can hold her breath like a mythical fish creature.”
“Mermaid.” Tala corrects me, blushing.
“Okay, mermaid.” I nod, “But you are a quick learner, smart and courageous too.” I smile and then turn my eyes to Morgan. “And you Morgan, you can raise the dead, speak to echoes, heal, and create protective potions.”