He must've sensed my stare because he cracked an eye open to peer at me. "I thought I smelled spiced apples."

Since I didn't carry any fruit other than kiwi, he was probably referring to my favorite smell, the one I always magicked into my bath water. He knew that was me?

"You smelled me rather than heard me walk like a dinosaur, so I'll take that as progress." I plopped down on a stool in front of a large mirror with lights bordering it, set everything on the ...