“It’s all right,” he said. “There’s no need.” Will was looking at Tessa, his blue eyes wide. “Can I?” Tessa smiled indulgently, as if Will had asked for a second helping of cake. “Oh, go ahead.” Will made a whooping sound. As Cordelia stared in puzzlement, he leaped down the stairs and raced off, chasing the wheel-demon. James and Tessa were both smiling. “Should we help him?” Cordelia asked, utterly bewildered. James grinned. “No. That demon and my father are old friends. Or rather, old enemies, but it amounts to the same thing. It likes to chase him around after parties.” “That is very
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