The King, The Prince, and the Last Faerie
I pouted at Moira and Keagan in the back, and watched as Simon’s face began to turn red from his neck up.
“O-Old man?!” He sputtered, “I’m only thirty!”
“Sounds elderly to me.” Keagan chimed in, and was met with a giggle from Moira and I.
“You all can walk to the Gold Moon pack.” Simon grumbled under his breath, and was met with another round of giggles from the three of us.
“Relax Simon, have some fun, or your frowns are going to cause forehead wrinkles.” I laughed, and Simon sighed. He ignored me, and shifted the car into drive, turning the wheel to get us back onto the road.
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