“We’ll take care of that while you guys grab the food,” Grace said.Everyone had finished eating by now.The females needed to boil water to wash the dishes.It was a laborious task without constant power or a water heater.
Oaklie pitched in, feeling as if she already belonged.They cleared the table, then the kid gave her a tour while the water was being heated in the huge fireplace in the kitchen.
“This is my room,” Grace said at last, finishing the tour in the south wing.“You picked the room right next to mine.”
“Be comforted in the knowledge that Arkas will be watching over you even when he’s asleep,” Oaklie joked.“I put his statue in that corner,” she said, gesturing to the right side of the doorway.
“Ew,” Grace complained.“His junk is pointing right at me!”
“I’ll move it to the corner between the windows,” Oaklie offered.“It’ll be watching the door instead of your room.”
“I know it’s stupid,” the teen said sheepishly.“But I’ll feel better if you do.”
Oaklie hugged the shorter female, amazed that she already felt like family to her.“Anything to keep my little sister happy,” the wood wielder said.She entered her bedroom and moved the statue, then paused in the doorway.“It isn’t much to work with, but let’s see what I can do with this,” she murmured.
Grace watched as the artist put her hand on the sheet of plywood.Growing in size until it filled the doorway, it somehow became lodged against the stone walls.“Now you can’t get in,” she pointed out.
“Can’t I?”Oak asked slyly.With a tiny surge of magic, the left side became detached.She pulled the door open, since it was attached to the outside of the doorway instead of the inside.
“That’s so cool,” Grace said enviously.“I can’t wait until we have real doors and windows.”
“I’m going to need a curtain for the window that faces the front of the base,” Oaklie said as they headed back to the kitchen.“That ice palace Wynter made is stunning,” she added.Her tiny new friend had shown her the sculpture.
“Your woodwork is just as amazing,” Wyn said when they entered the kitchen.The men had teleported into the pantry after retrieving the supplies.They were now in the great room.
Finishing washing and drying the dishes, the cambions made more tea and coffee, then joined the males.
Chapter Forty-Four
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“ICAN’T BELIEVE WEhave a real home after all of these eons,” Arkas marveled, gazing around the great room.Their base was still a work in progress, but he knew it would be amazing by the time they were done.
“Fate is sacrificing some of her own power so we can become Earth’s permanent guardians,” Amaros said.“Anarchy promised the same thing to the soldiers, but it’s a lie.”
“What a shocker,” Jac joked.“When has Anarchy ever come good on any of his promises?”
