“Oh…um.” Rose flushes red as she looks between Yemi and Lambrit.
My poor best friend looks like he’s desperate to speak up, but Yemi’s chuckle, that’s swiftly covered by a fake cough, halts him.
“I can share with Havar. It’ll be just like old times. He’s going to be thrilled.”
“Rose, that will leave you sharing a room with Lambrit. Are you comfortable with that?”
A laugh breaks free from me as Kyzen runs his hand down his face. Amick’s obliviousness may be hilarious, but honestly, I find it so incredibly sexy that he’s asking them what they’re comfortable with.
“Yes, I am.”
My smile softens as I watch relief fill Lambrit to the brim. His shoulders drop and the wrinkles in his forehead disappear as though her words made all his fears vanish.
It was just three little words, but there’s power to be found in certain three little words.
“Good. Riven, I’ll start with you. You’ll be in charge of overseeing the building of our carriage. These are my design plans. If you see anything that may be out of place, let me know.”
Well, call me shocked for the absolute millionth time.
The feeling spreads even further when Riven kicks off the wall and walks over to Amick’s side without a single comment. The two of them silently scan the plans with keen focus and I stare my little heart out.
I’d probably never voice my opinion out loud, but truth be told, Riven and Amick look more alike than Amick does with Kyzen and Creed.
I’m not sure what godly intervention caused that, given their situation, but if I didn’t know the truth, you could tell me they were twins, and I’d believe it no doubt.
If Riven had told me they were quadruplets, I’d have believed him.
“Are we looking at the same plans? Fuck yeah, I see an issue.”
“Where?” Amick asks, snatching the paper off the desk and holding it up to the light.
“Um, the whole thing. Did you not realize you only asked for three bedrooms?”
Amick lowers the paper back down and his face completely blanks as he stares at Riven like he’s asked the dumbest question he’s ever heard.
“Are there seriously bedrooms or is there another meaning that I’m missing?”
“You’re not missing anything. The carriage will have three rooms to accommodate us. They’ll be equipped with restrooms as well and a small living room and kitchen.”
It’s my turn to stare at Amick blankly.
“I’m sorry?”
“For what?”
I huff and focus on Kyzen’s smiling face. “Yes, the carriages can be made with all those things and yes, it will appear as our house does. Smaller on the outside, larger on the inside.”
“So the Goddess of Illusion will be there to help build this?”
“No. Once the Plentifuls have completed construction, Ellian will inspect it, then seal her illusion in place by using her key.”
Again, I have no fucking clue what Amick’s talking about.
“Just like my swords are infused with power, the Goddess of Illusion infused a key for Chancellor Ellian, or whatever Chancellor’s in charge of the Plentifuls, to use in the completion of something being built. He’ll insert the key into the lock on the doors, turn it, and her power embeds itself into the carriage. Then the keyhole disappears. Understand now?”
I sneer over at Creed’s shitty tone, even though he’s completely ignoring me as he glares at the design plans.
I do understand now, though. I also have at least five more follow-up questions, but I’m not asking them. This has already been too much information for one morning.
