Hazel and Holly — Pyrus and his Particular Price, Part One

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Hazel, Holly, Hemlock, and Hawthorn sat in an ornate carriage as it rattled down the road. Holly stuck her head out the window, grinning as the wind buffeted her face. Hazel closed her eyes as she tried to keep her stomach from lurching in time with the coach.

“How is it that you know Pyrus?” Hemlock said. “Better yet, how is it that he owes you a favor?”

Hawthorn waved a bejeweled hand. “I know it’s sometimes easy to forget, but I am older than you.” He narrowed hi...