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mireille bit her lip. she wanted to say yes but see how the other girls had reacted to sobo? "heda an' witch an' druid don' have a da," she blurted. it was not an excuse. it was the truth. "dey — druid — didna treat sobo well de firs' time dey met."
njord's accent and that of her mother blurred together. "i need to talk to her. alone." her tail switched in determination.
druid occupied a tea-rose, unnamed place in the sea-girl's thoughts. but sapphique and her family were soldered directly into her heart. they could not be opposed.
"what if i call for you, before i come home? come down. an' then i show you aroun'?" she hoped fervently that her da would not take offense.
mireille had wanted sobo to go with her. she had not expected njord to offer, somehow.