“Why she didn’t explain it sooner?” Sven sniped.
“Mona’s sight is very sporadic. Apparently, it presents itself when it’s needed,” Magnus said. “So, Flo is at Room with a Tomb.”
“And there’s no way, currently that I know of, to break the curse.” Mercedes took Sven’s hand. “I’m sorry.”
“Well, I’m not,” Sven said. “I’m going to find a way. I’ll research and figure it out.”
“Even if you can see her again, she doesn’t remember you,” Magnus stated.
“Yeah, but I’ll woo her again.” Sven grinned. “I’ll help her remember who she is. Well, let’s get back to Room with a Tomb. There are guests tomorrow.”
“And a wedding this weekend,” Magnus said.
Sven’s eyes widened. “Yours?”
Mercedes spun around. “Not us!”
Magnus chuckled. “No. Not us. Margaid and Finn want to get married this weekend while Pearl is home.”
“Then it’s all hands on deck.” Sven leaned down and kissed Mercedes on the cheek. “Thank you for telling me this. And I am happy for the both of you, but we don’t have time to celebrate your news or wallow in mine. We’ve got work to do.”
Chapter
Fourteen
THE NEXT DAY.
BOOM.
Magnus peered into guest room number four. “What happened?”
Mercedes waved her hand, trying to clear the feathers. “A pillow exploded. I’ll get a new one and clean the feathers.”
“I’ll get the vacuum,” Magnus said. “I don’t want Sven to see this mess.”
“I can do it. Shouldn’t you be downstairs getting menus ready, and the appetizers? Not to mention planning for Margaid and Finn’s wedding this weekend.”
Magnus groaned. “I’m fine. I’ll grab the vacuum, just try not to detonate any more pillows.”
“No promises.” She was a little stressed. She wanted everything perfect for Magnus and Sven. Not only did this room have to be spotless, but there was an open house that townspeople could attend to see Room with a Tomb and everything the Dead and Breakfast had to offer.
Mercedes was cleaning everything like a fiend. It also helped her to keep her mind off the hot night before, off the fact that she and Magnus hadn’t actually said I love you, the curse she didn’t know how to solve for Flo, and her own secret about Yrsa.
Although, right now, she could really use some of Mona’s enchanted appliances. Maybe she could rent Vlad the Inhaler, Mona’s vacuum. There’s no way that Mercedes was strong enough to enchant the inanimate vacuum cleaner at Room with a Tomb. Nor should she be trusted to use magic on an appliance.
Although, she had a fairly decent one-sided conversation with Tumbledore about the belching lint, and was able to chat with the other dryer and the two washing machines. She’d ask Mona what their names were when she came to the open house. If the washers and dryers had names, she wanted to make sure she knew them all so she could deal with them.
Mona had said the explosions or combustions she created while stressed were a protection, but Mercedes could do without them right now.
She ran to the master linen closet and pulled out another feather pillow, but the moment she touched it, it popped like a balloon, with feathers shooting out everywhere.
“Oh my… GOD, this can’t be happening,” she cursed.
“Seriously? Another one?” Magnus asked.
Mercedes stepped out of a cloud of feathers. “I can’t touch them, apparently.”
“I’ll get the pillow onto the bed. You take the vacuum and start suctioning up the feathers in the guest room. We’ll deal with the master closet later.”
