“Sure. Why not.”
No slow, easy ascent this time; she tapped the emotion she’d locked away from Arthur and fairly blasted them upwards, motion-generated breeze stripping her hair back from her face. Far above the city she halted, spinning slowly in the cooler air at that height.
“So. How’s this for wish fulfillment, Arthur king?” She laughed a little, looking right into his eyes. “Aught else you want?”
He smiled and looked at her. “This is amazing. I can’t think of anything else.” Arthur looked back down at the city. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him.
“Arthur, c’n I ask you something?”
“Sure, what is it?”
Summer looked at him very seriously. “How did you know what an empath is? Most people don’t. And you trusted me to use it on you.”