[Lavinia's Pov]
TA-DA~~~~~
A fluffy, neon-green, Mickey-shaped cotton candy the size of my entire head appeared in front of me like a divine miracle. It sparkled under the sunlight like it had been blessed by the sugar gods.
My eyes sparkled like stars in a cookie jar. My mouth? Drooling like a waterfall. I was a proud little bundle in Grandpa's arms, wearing my Explorer Goggles of Doom and Glory (okay fine, they were just goggles, but I felt glorious).
"Here, my precious," Grandpa said with the dramatic flair of someone handing over a sacred artifact.
I snatched it like a raccoon in a bakery. Instant. Instinctive. My hands moved before my brain did (if I even had a brain left after seeing this glorious sugar cloud). I chomped. And chewed. And chomped some more. The candy was sweet and fluffy and melted like happy dreams.
Behind us, someone let out a sharp breath.
"If you're done…" came Lysandre's voice—low, tight, dangerously close to a tantrum.
