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iron-sickness. Want to see what I tend to look like when I get the chance to wander off?” Camulus looked eager to transform. Shade nodded with her eyes wide open and waiting.
    The air around him shimmered and shivered, falling about him like glitter rain. A moment later, his green skin shown with a deep, golden-brown tone, and waves of platinum blond hair framed his head. His eyes now flashed back a muted blue color that made him look like someone from the blue lagoon. His lips widened in a grin as his eyes crinkled with it, smooth, tanned skin now where the green used to be. He looked like some kind of surfer dude stranded inland.
    Shade felt her mouth gape open. She pulled it shut and grinned back at him. Not bad for being a green skinned guy .
    “Nice. You’re pretty good. Soap is probably just as good as you. I’m impressed.”
    “Soap? No one can top Soap,” Camulus laughed. “But I do try. I’m glad you’re impressed. You should see Prince Lotinar. He is very good at glamours, mostly ones to entice the female gender of course, but he is one of the best at changing appearances like a Changeling can, even though he isn’t one. Lately he has preferred his own face to that of any other.”
    “Really? Well, he sounds pretty amazing too. I can’t wait to meet him either.” Shade said.
    “Oh, he is most impatient to meet you too, Shade.” His voice seemed to wrap around her name in a deeper tone, causing the hairs on her arms to rise. She licked her lips as she nodded and turned back towards the rest of the group. He was handsome, but something about him made her feel just a tad naked.
    Dylan stood a couple feet away and had almost certainly been observing them the entire time. Shade lowered her eyes away from his cold, steely, glare. His face smoothed out to a blank stare when he realized she had seen him. She tired of his brooding moods, and started walking away from both guys. Not a moment later, she felt Dylan’s hand grab her arm and readied herself to swing at him but stopped as he brought himself into step next to her, his body practically blended into hers.
    “I wouldn’t get too friendly with an Elven-Pixie. They are more conniving than you can imagine,” Dylan muttered under his breath.
    Shade pulled away but found his iron grip a bit too firm. “Dylan, let go! You’re digging your fingers into my arm!” Shade hissed at him. She stopped, making him turn towards her.
    “You think I’m joking?” Dylan hissed. “Why do you think he likes to wander about your human world? He plays tricks and messes with ordinary people. He doesn’t care who he hurts. You best keep your distance.”
    Shade yanked her arm loose, glaring at him. “You know what, Dylan? I’m tired of your pathetic bouts of jealousy. Get over yourself already! He is just being nice, and I don’t see why you have to be such a cold, narcissistic, jerk all the freakin’ time!” She marched ahead towards the Glass Castle, where everyone was filing in one by one through the clear doors.
    She breathed in deeply, letting her temper slide away slowly. She wanted to smack that boy so badly. He pricked at her like a thorn that she couldn’t get rid of. She knew how frustrated he was with the blood bind, but she really had no idea what to do about it. Ilarial didn’t have any solutions either. All Shade knew was that he was becoming more of a headache with each passing day. She wondered how much longer they would be stuck with each other.
    “The Glass Castle of Winter,” Soap explained as he slipped into step with her. He had waited for her to enter and had probably witnessed the whole fall out. He could sense her sullen mood, so he had decided to play tour guide instead of his usual incessant chatter. “The Castle is made of a billion connected plates of glass, none the exact same size. It is one of the last original castles built in Faerie thousands of years ago. The glass stands strong and impenetrable, no matter how fragile it