“Uh, are you getting a little too much height there? I don’t want them to see me from space.” “This is the current fashion, and you are walking the most prestigious path on Wedderal. Nothing but the best for you today, Yoh.” Niisa chuckled and teased her hair even more. “How many Haunts were beaten out for this position?” She bit her lip and stared into her own amber eyes. “Thirty-two applied for this spot, but you were the one who was chosen. You are the Master Haunt this year and that is something to be proud of. I never would have dreamed that you would have come this far.” Yohwen smiled. “Me neither. Having this gift or curse is hard enough, but going through life without you would have been the truly difficult part.” “Then, shut up and let me finish your makeup. It’s almost nightfall, and you need to get into position.” Niisa completed her hair and touched up her makeup with deft moves. Every Haunt had an assistant to lead them to their path and to help them get home again.
