“We’re all wearing them,” I commanded. “We need to take full advantage of everything while we’re here, or it’s just a wasted journey.”
“Good call,” Vita agreed, grabbing the robe as I threw it over. As she took it, her face screwed up in pain.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
She nodded. “Yeah…fine. I think I’ve just eaten too much. I feel a bit odd. But I think it’s the journey over here as well.”
“So do I,” Aida agreed, emerging white and fluffy from the bathroom. “I almost passed out on the dance floor earlier. I thought it was just lack of food…obviously not.”
“Good thing you had Prince Charming to attend to you.” I smirked, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.
Aida ignored me, collapsing back on the bed with a theatrical sigh. “He was amazing,” she breathed, staring up at the ceiling. I quickly undressed and changed into my pajamas and then put on the fluffy robe. I didn’t know if now was the right time to tell her about Field and Maura. She was obviously into the fae, and from what I’d seen, the feelings weren’t unrequited…like they were with Field. At least for the moment.
“What was his name?” I asked, wanting to hear more about her admirer before I made my decision.
She sat up, looking guilty and confused.
“What?” I exclaimed, laughing. “You don’t know his name?”
“I do,” she retorted. “It was ‘Th’ something…Thantos! That was it! Thantos was an excellent dancer, and a very charming man,” she replied airily. I rolled my eyes, punching in the pillows on my tightly made bed to get comfortable before hearing the rest of the story.
“Did either of you see Field tonight?” Aida asked instead, her tone trying to sound nonchalant.
“I didn’t actually.” Vita shook her head and turned toward me. “Did you?”
“Yep,” I announced, pausing. Maybe now was the time… “There’s actually something I wanted to tell you about him.”
Aida sat up, her attention solely focused on what I was about to say.
“He and Maura have split up for good,” I said. “I heard him telling River about it. She broke it off earlier this afternoon, which is why she didn’t attend tonight.”
I waited for Aida to say something, but neither girl muttered a word.
“Poor Maura,” Aida murmured eventually, her cheeks flushing a bright pink. “And poor Field. He must be heartbroken.”
I nodded. “Yeah, I think he is. But he won’t be forever.”
Aida looked up at me, her eyes widening.
“He’ll never see me that way, Serena,” she replied solemnly. “I’ll always just be a younger kid to him—not a girl he’s seriously going to think about dating.”
“What makes you say that?” I replied, the objection obvious from my tone. I didn’t believe Aida for a second.
“Because he’s known me too long. I’m officially friendzoned—I think I’d be able to tell if he liked me, and I know for a fact that he doesn’t,” Aida replied, firm in her convictions.
“Sorry, Aida, but I don’t believe that.” Vita joined in. “You don’t know what’s going to happen. Obviously, it’s not going to be right now—he’s going to be hurting—but that doesn’t mean it’s a never.”
“Exactly,” I agreed, always pleased when Vita took my side, as she tended to be the voice of reason. “And if Field doesn’t notice you, then he’s an idiot. He won’t know what he’s missing,” I added stoutly.
Aida’s blushes increased, but before she could say anything in reply, she doubled over in pain on the bed, clutching her stomach with a grimace.
“What did you two eat?” I asked, immediately worried. “Shall I go and get someone—your parents?”
Aida waved her hand away. “No, don’t bother them, it’s probably just a stomach bug or something. The fae have rich food as well, it might be that.”
“I’m going to get you both a glass of water. Just stay in bed.”
Vita was starting to look even more pale than usual. I hurried into the bathroom, finding water glasses in a cabinet and filling them up from the fountain. I carried them back, hurrying as Aida let out a weak groan.
“Here,” I said, handing the first to Vita and then taking the other to Aida. “Are you sure I can’t do something? You both look terrible.”
“Thanks,” Aida muttered sarcastically.
“Don’t get anyone. I think I just need to sleep it off,” Vita replied, lying back on the bed. I felt her forehead. It was warm, but I couldn’t tell if that was just the weather or an actual fever.