A CUPCAKE FOR MY WARRIOR-MATE
One of the girls said, her eyes gleaming proudly.
"So, earth does have magic, after all." Another of the girls said, her eyes inhabiting a far away look.
Gilga shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Enough of this, what matters here is that we have finished working on lady Germaine's hair."
She lifted an object up for Germaine to see herself. It looked like an aluminum tray. Germaine refrained from telling the girls there was an innovation on earth called a mirror and if you stared at it, it was the same thing as staring at yourself, and not this blurred image of herself she was looking at.
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