Her thoughts were all on what would happen when she saw the queen. Her name had been well given.īesides, the girl had no energy to spare on being offended. Cara would have been offended, except it hadn’t taken her long after meeting Laughing Stream to realize that the unicorn found almost everything amusing. Though Laughing Stream was trying to be serious-this was important business, after all-the unicorn was not able to hide the hint of amusement in her voice. She put a hand to her long red hair and sighed. Indeed, she had been wearing the same jeans and t-shirt since she had first entered Luster a few weeks ago, and they were filthy. I wish I had some better clothes, Cara thought anxiously. Laughing Stream, the unicorn who had spoken to her, watched with an amused expression as the girl began brushing leaves and twigs from her pant legs. The afternoon was warm, and she had been drifting at the edge of sleep. She had been sitting beneath a large quilpum tree, enjoying the spicy smell of its bark while she watched the unicorns graze in the meadow ahead of her. “The queen will see you now, human child.”Ĭara scrambled to her feet.
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