"Diana! What the hell!"
The brat laughed in response, eyes twinkling with anticipation and mischief as she glanced around the forest.
Unfortunately, the Quafars paid her no attention. If our lookers were even the Quafars.
"I'm taking you back home now." I threatened when she opened her mouth to make another call.
"Don't you want me to see them so that I can believe your story?"
I frowned. "You didn't believe my story?"
She shrugged. "Do you believe it yourself?"
I let go of her hand, however hissing in exasperation the next second, when she burst out in laughter.
"Jeez, you are so easy to toy around with. Levina will have the fits."
"Levina will not have believed my tale." I said, continuing the trip.
"You never can tell. She likes you, and is a good friend." Diana pointed out, holding my hand. "Or do you think she is around you for the crowd? For the attention?"
