Lyta was used to the photographers. Though she was the slightest bit excited that they probably got a couple of good shots of her in the
new dress that she'd bought that managed to do a good job of hiding her wings, while still making her look pretty damn sexy at the same time. A bag with several sets of picture books was on her other arm that wasn't holding Misha's.
"We've got past the army of photographers," she said with a grin on her face, "Now...we face the mob."
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