The empty classroom was the perfect place to study. Nicolette sat on the desk reading their history textbook, her feet dangling a few inches above the floor. A bright blue quill peeked out from the piles of curls atop her head. She paused for a moment to write something down on a length of parchment. Laun was scheduled to be here for their little study session any minute.
Soon enough the door blew open and three plates filled with treats flew in, followed shortly by Laun Orris-Whitmoor. He smiled as he came over to Nic, hugging her.
“I know how much you love Raspberry, these are a new thing I’m trying called Raspberry Roses.” She now saw the plates were filled with wine-red colored flower shaped pastries. “Try one...Read More