![]() The queen nodded to Cara, and stared at her for a long moment. She held herself with a sense of ancient dignity that Cara found almost overpowering. ![]() Her mane was like the foam on the crest of the long ninth wave, her spiral horn like a lance of pearl. ![]() Standing at the edge of the pool was Arabella Skydancer, queen of the unicorns, sometimes known as “the old one.” She was small, her shoulder no higher than Cara’s. A scattering of leaves, silver-blue and shaped like the blades of spears, floated on its surface. In the center of the trees shimmered a pool of crystal clear water. Laughing Stream led the way through an arched opening in that wall. Their long, slender branches swept the ground, creating a kind of lacy wall. They came to a circle of trees that reminded her of weeping willows, save that their trunks and leaves both had a distinct bluish tone. Laughing Stream snorted, then tried to hide her amusement. She managed to keep from crashing to the ground, but just barely. So intent was Cara on her thoughts that she paid no attention to where she was walking and soon stumbled over a root. From that moment Cara had ached to know if her grandmother was safe, if she had survived that horrible night. Christopher’s church, to help open the gateway to Luster-the gateway through which Cara had fled with the amulet she now wore around her neck. The last time Cara had seen her grandmother, she was ringing the bell in the tower of St. Today, at last, they were going to discuss how Cara would return to Earth to fetch her grandmother, Ivy Morris, whom the unicorns knew as “The Wanderer.” She had already seen the queen several times, but always in a very formal way. It was a conversation she had been eagerly awaiting since she arrived at Summerhaven three days earlier. Her thoughts were all on what would happen when she saw the queen. Her name had been well given.īesides, the girl had no energy to spare on being offended. ![]() Cara would have been offended, except it hadn’t taken her long after meeting Laughing Stream to realize that the unicorn found almost everything amusing. Though Laughing Stream was trying to be serious-this was important business, after all-the unicorn was not able to hide the hint of amusement in her voice. She put a hand to her long red hair and sighed. Indeed, she had been wearing the same jeans and t-shirt since she had first entered Luster a few weeks ago, and they were filthy. I wish I had some better clothes, Cara thought anxiously. Laughing Stream, the unicorn who had spoken to her, watched with an amused expression as the girl began brushing leaves and twigs from her pant legs. The afternoon was warm, and she had been drifting at the edge of sleep. She had been sitting beneath a large quilpum tree, enjoying the spicy smell of its bark while she watched the unicorns graze in the meadow ahead of her. “The queen will see you now, human child.”Ĭara scrambled to her feet. ![]()
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