NOLA REYNOLDS

The guards seemed to have taken the cobalt coyote’s offhand comment seriously, because I watched out of the corner of my eyes as the armored men snapped to attention, puffing out their inverted humpbacks before throwing the quiet maidens off to the side a hasty salute, curtseying to Edna and turning around and strutting off without so much as a second look at me.

”When would you learn Nola? How many people must die before you learn to get instructions through that thick head of yours?” Sarah screamed, flying from the back where Dennis had been holding her malady down.

The maiden’s blue eyes blazed as she stepped...