The Witches' Blade (Five Crowns of Okrith, #2)

by A.K. Mulford

“Are Carys and Bri babysitting you, Your Highness?” Neelo asked, eyes darting down at Rua and over to Carys. “So it would seem,” Rua said. “Gods, you two are as gloomy as the other.” Carys sighed, turning to Rua. “Stay with Neelo, and you won’t have to indulge so many simpering elderly couples.” Neelo snorted. “I do make a good repellant.” Their eyes tracked up over Rua’s shoulder, and their mouth tightened. “Except to one person.” “Neelo!” Talhan’s voice boomed behind Rua. “What do you want?” Neelo said, cocking their head with a hint of annoyance. “Well, I came to save Rua from another prying couple, but since I’m here . . .” He scanned Neelo from head to toe. “Care to dance?” “I would rather cut off my arm with that cheese knife, Tal.”