Duskfire Glacier we counted every black car

Feathers!  Now that was a good idea.  They were both soft and reflective, and she was sure they would be able to hold the children's attention.  Aleks, she decided then, was a good man to have around.  That sounds perfect.

She cast him a glance.  I have been known to disappear entirely, she warns him with a mischevious grin, watch out.  I am Mirabelle.