“I’m going. You are going to have your magical meeting with a queen.” She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him close. She placed a kiss on his lips hard enough that it left a smack and stepped back. “And then I’ll be back to give you dessert.” Cedaar’s eyes widened a fraction, and I wondered what the word dessert meant. “What’s dessert?” I asked Reggie. He only shook his head. “Some things are better left unknown.”
