Date: 2017-04-05 06:56 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Wilderness)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
There was an eerie familiarity in this mess for Sunny as well, though the difference was that her mother was thousands of miles away and could only panic at her over the phone. And her father couldn't hit her for getting her mother upset.

But the fact of the matter was that any urban center was impossible without public transit, and in London, that was the tube. That that recently came with assuring her mother that she was not going to be murdered, well.

She couldn't say that she didn't share the trepidation, actually, but she couldn't tell her family why. Something was wrong. She just had no idea what.

Attempting to keep herself embedded in her reread of Middlemarch while she waited for the next train--it was really rather therapeutic right now--it was increasingly difficult to keep her nose in her book. Not just because she was anticipating something and that always made it hard to really read, but because she felt a shift around her.

Which was apparently a fae prince with a big damn sword.

She had seen Phouka react to the tube. Willy was not down here because he wanted to be. What are you doing? she mouthed, though she didn't entirely notice she'd done that.
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