Willow leaned over my arm and tapped on the page. “Touch it. Tegan usually touches it to activate stuff.”

“Activate it?” With a scowl, I pressed both hands to the pages in front of me. Neon-blue and pink flames billowed from beneath my palms. Light flashed in my peripheral vision, when I looked up, I gasped. The symbols were back, floating above everyone’s heads in blue and pink. “What just happened? How? They’re back?”

Lennox stood up straight with wide, starry eyes and looked around. “So that’s what they look like.”

“It’s like the Sims game,” Mei-Ling said with a snort-laugh from a few feet away.

“That’s what I thought.” But I needed to focus. I looked to Tenn. “What just happened? They were gone.”

He shrugged and sipped his soup again. “Tegan told me they were stressing you out, so she made them go away.”

“WHAT?” I threw my hands up and whined. “No one told me that!”

Tenn looked to his left to his father, then immediately to his right to his uncle. “This is why I shouldn’t be put to sleep against my will. I can’t help.”

Kessler laughed. Tim shook his head.

Lennox rubbed her hands together and bounced on the balls of her feet. “Okay, this is great, but none of these symbols are on the bottles. I’ve never seen these symbols before.”

Savannah snapped her fingers above her head. “Miss boss ma’am, you got an answer to that?”

Tenn reached up with his left hand and touched one of the two symbols above his head. The second his finger hit it, the whole thing sparkled and glowed gold like the bands on his arm, which were also glowing. My eyes widened. I didn’t know that was possible. I hadn’t thought of that, but I was still new to magic, Tenn was born into this life. Following his lead, I reached up and touched one of the symbols above my head. It didn’t glow gold, but the pink shined brighter for a second, kind of like a wave of magic rolling through it, then four more symbols popped up beneath the originals. These were slightly smaller too. Three of them were pink and one was blue.

I dropped back down to my seat and nodded while I stared up at them. “Okay, maybe we should stop putting Tenn to sleep against his will?”

Tenn snort-laughed, but he’d just taken a sip, so soup sprayed from his mouth. He spun but not fast enough because it splashed on Kessler’s chest.

Kessler looked down at his shirt and sighed. “Son, you didn’t need to spit on me to get me to agree.”

Tim slapped Tenn’s back as he coughed. “You still outrank me, Nephew. All you had to do was order it.”