Lennon smiles and takes his hand. She makes a portal, her eyes glowing silver, and they come out by a large, colorful tent. “I’m looking for Mr. Jackman. Is he here?” Lennon asks the girl at the front. “Just inside, Miss Gray.” Lennon nods with a smile and leads Murphy inside.

Carra smiles over her shoulder at him. “I told you he’s a good one,” she tells Bert, coming around the counter. “Good haul, my prince,” she kisses his cheek.

Zenith grins at Simon. “Which is why I said almost.”