Powerful (The Powerless Trilogy, #1.5)

by Lauren Roberts

her lips as though pondering something of far greater importance than our current topic. “Oh, and I get scared very easily when I’m focused on my sewing, so don’t sneak up on me or anything. I may poke you with a needle, so consider yourself warned.” “Noted,” I sigh. “Any other demands?” A mischievous grin pulls at her lips. “I expect a sticky bun every day. For my hard work, of course.” I run my eyes over the length of her lean frame. “Well, that’s one way to get some meat on your bones.” Turning my attention back toward the crowded street, I’m forced to dodge several carts along with the scrambling children weaving between them. Which, in turn, means I’m also guiding an alarmingly oblivious Adena. “What are you looking at?” My tone is accusing. “Because it certainly isn’t the street in front of you.” She smiles slightly at our surroundings. “We clearly see the world quite differently.” “See the world however you’d like, but at least watch your step while you do it.” I pause long enough to take in my own words. Then I’m glancing over at her with a surprised quirk of my brow. “That was good advice. You should write that down.” She laughs, though I’m certain it is at my expense. Nevertheless, I still get to enjoy the sound of it washing over me. “Yes, very wise.” I nod in the direction of a merchant and his cart of colorful fabric. “How much do you need for the uniform? Couple yards?” I’m heading for the display of dizzying colors when a hand clamps around my bicep. “What d...