“A demonstration would not be unwelcome,” Lysander said as he motioned around the room as if the others were in agreement.
When Lilly looked around, she didn’t see supporters of Lysander. She saw wide eyes staring at him as if he’d lost his ever-loving warlock mind. She looked back at him, and the smug smile on his lips was enough to make Lilly throw caution to the wind. She lifted a hand and watched as little bolts of lightning flickered between her fingers. “It would behoove you to know that I am a seer sprite,” she explained. She trusted they would understand this meant she was not a luminous or elemental sprite, and she had no ability to control the elements … until now. Lilly reached her hand out toward the warlock and focused on the barely touched food on his plate. “I notice your
