CHAPTER SEVEN
As one, Phoenix, Marcus and Brynn looked blankly at each other and then at Jade.
“Well,” Phoenix laughed, “I hope all our fights are that easy.”
Jade drew up her head-cloth again, hiding the white-blonde hair, green eyes and pale skin that had caused such a ruckus.
“What was it they called you?” He grinned at her discomfiture.
“I don’t know,” she said tartly. “They were so starved they were probably hallucinating anyway.”
“No,” he replied, unable to resist teasing her, “I’m pretty sure I heard them call you a ghost.”
“Vampire,” Brynn put in, giggling. “It was definitely their word for vampire.”
“Oh shut up.” Jade turned to her horse and made a show of loosening the saddle-girth.
“A vampire,” Brynn repeated faintly, still laughing. Phoenix couldn’t help chuckling
