Selene's Pov

After we were finally done sweeping the entire court and mopping the floors as well, Carmen and I leaned on our brooms with a shared breathless sigh.

“Phew.”

We wiped beads of sweat from our faces. My clothes were stuck to my skin, clinging with dust and heat, and my hair? It looked like a wild forest bird had nested in it and then declared war on the rest of my scalp.

Carmen glanced over at me and snorted. “You should go have a bath. You look like a dirt queen.”

I stared at her, half-offended, half-amused. “Very funny.”

She smirked, then her expression turned a little more...