“Wait, please, forget about Donny,” a woman said as she came closer to us, clearly on Chris’s side and working with that nice guy we’d been talking to. “There’s a list the docs gave me that, if we could get the supplies, could help our sick and stabilize them to be moved.”
“How do I know it won’t end up with the asshole and his people?” I argued.
“Donny, agree,” Chris said firmly. “Or you’ll be booted out. Enough of this. We can’t get supplies and aid to those who need it because you’re calling people whores and trying to take over? Have you lost it?”
Donny cleared his throat as he seemed to realize he was in deep shit. “I apologize. My blood sugar must be too low as the rations are almost gone. I’ll see who’s available to help pray to make sure our elderly make the journey safe.” He stormed off with steam about coming out of his ears.
Can you storm off and claim the higher road? That seemed like one or the other.
I took the list from her and nodded. “I don’t know what we can get, but we’ll send it back with the buses. I think they’re going to try and set up more batteries so they can travel further without needing drivers for the trucks too.”
“We can spare people to drive,” Chris’s right hand offered.
I glanced past him to the gathered people, thinking of Donny too. “I think you’ve got your hands full. It gives people time to have a breath and help clean up before they come right back. That’s a long drive after all.”
Chris gave some more orders I didn’t pay much attention to, already thinking about what else we needed to handle on our end. I almost laughed. I was pretty sure I had the weirdest and most over-the-top list of what to check on before a wedding ever.
8
I did get a chance to look at my other gifts. Matilda did get us that track laying machine and a group of humans who knew about us and didn’t care. That worked for us, and they were excited about the electric semis and awesome camping travelers they’d be using. So far, we didn’t have all that much worked out, but they were starting in Canada as the weather would start turning cold there fast.
And we didn’t even have the trains yet.
Nora gifted five beautiful horses of some fancy, fancy linage and breed I didn’t understand but were a big deal from the way everyone reacted. I thanked her and tried to hide I thought it impractical to build stables when people were in trouble. Plus, I didn’t even know how to ride, but it was a meaningful gift, so I did appreciate it.
It did amuse Kristof too, who promised one day soon we’d have less crazy and he’d teach me to ride. He had me on board when he said we could ride them to our grotto we’d have one day, and it would be so romantic I would beg him for daily private dates.
I didn’t think that would really happen, but it sounded nice to make plans like that.
Currently, my plans were my bachelorette party. We were outside Houston so we could watch the fun that would happen later, my blood already down to gather them.
“This is the coolest bachelorette party ever,” I whispered as I took in the rooftop party. There were tables of food and treats… And lots of weapons. Cleary, we didn’t care if we destroyed anything around us from the grenade launchers, miniguns, and more. They had the stands and mounts with a shit ton of ammo ready to go.
There were a few three-story buildings like the one we were on surrounding an area that was cleared out by Vitor. Basically, we had a badass killing zone, and in the middle they’d left a few drops of my blood so we’d get corrupted, but not get overrun. Nice.
What I could have done without was Olivia being there. Even though I liked Nora, Matilda, and Hanna, it seemed weird they were there, but I didn’t even like Olivia. All of my female knights were there, along with another handful of female shifters I knew and liked. And about a dozen of the females of Safie’s coven’s court.
I hadn’t understood that at first as I thought a princess’s court was her and her nobles. It was, but the coven’s court was like in the old monarchies of visiting powerful families or those of influence. So, not noble houses as those were all princess lines, but houses of power and prestige that were good allies. Sort of like how the aristocracy used to work and wealthy landowners were worth being friends with.
At least, that was how I took it. Not sure how that got them invited to the bachelorette party, but oh well. I still planned to have fun. The after dinner and shooting part with drinks and a pool would be a smaller group, Trisha assured me.
Plus, there was a bit of safety involved as they had buddies set up to blur away the shifters and I if things got too dicey.
More of Nora, Matilda, and Hanna’s “ladies” showed up with the last of the food and then it was time to party. So they partied with their handmaidens? That was a court thing, right?
Aides? Maybe they were aides and could be friends. I sort of like the idea then.
“The dresses you chose are lovely,” Nora complimented as she flipped through the phone Hope used to keep it all straight.
It took me a moment to remember what I’d decided on last month. I sat on the ledge of the roof with my loaded plate and nodded.
“White just seemed tacky given the time we’re doing this, plus I’m not getting into
