Leo rolled his eyes. “You were worried aboutmegetting us into trouble.”
“Oh, I still am!” Damien teased.
11
Blonde
Evelyn, Leo, and Damien exited the tavern but weren’t ready to leave the city yet.
“We could get a drink at The Hidden Gem,” Damien suggested.
“What’s that?” Evelyn asked at the same time that Leo said, “No way.”
Damien smirked. “It’s just a bar.”
“You got us kicked out last month,” Leo reminded him. “Are you even allowed down there anymore?”
“Angelina will let me in.” Damien winked.
“We should go,” Evelyn said.
“No,” Leo repeated.
Damien shook his head. “Two against one, my friend.”
“Going out to dinner was one thing. If we get caughttherewith a princess, we’re screwed.”
“And I already told you that’s not my problem today.”
“Can’t you use an illusion so no one will recognize me?” Evelyn asked.
Leo stared at her. “That… might work.”
“It will totally work!” Damien yelled. “Just make her blonde. No one will know.”
“Are you sure you’re okay with that?” Leo asked.
“It was my idea,” she replied.
Reluctantly, he raised a hand and waved it over her head. Once Leo stepped away, Damien whistled.
Evelyn glanced at her unchanged red locks. “Nothing’s different.”
“You’re blonde,” Leo confirmed, gazing at her oddly. “You don’t look like yourself.”
Damien threw his hands up dramatically. “That was the whole point!”
“What kind of blonde?” Evelyn asked.
Leo seemed lost at the question. “How many kinds are there?”
“It’s like… caramel,” Damien answered for him.
“Oh,” Evelyn said. “That sounds nice enough.”
“Time to go!” Damien announced, heading down the street without waiting.
Leo took Evelyn’s hand again. “I like your red hair better.”
