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Eulalie skipped down the hall, an amulet wrapped around her head to hold a cataract of lacy blue silk in place. Bracelets and tripled strands of beads ringed her arms. “Mom, I’m going out to play!”
Eden stood before the front door, one hand outstretched. “The Bracer of Erishkigal, please.”
Eulalie rolled her eyes and slipped a red-and-black cuff off her wrist. As she held it out, a small book slid out from underneath the satiny stretch of lime green scarf she wore as a chiton and plopped onto the floor.
“And the grimoire,” said Eden.
Eulalie handed it to her.
“And the Orb of Chios, while we’re at it.”
Pouting, Eulalie handed them over. “Grandma says she doesn’t know how she raised such a killjoy,” she said.
“Tell your grandmother that she’s not helping.”