His silvery laughter floated up from the ground. “How am I doing?” Butterflies moved in the air above him, answering his silent request.
The nearer I got to him, the slower I went. I didn’t want to step on him by accident. “You managed to call them. Now ask them to do something for you.”
“Ask, not tell?”
I quirked my lips. He knew this. We’d gone over it enough. “We work with nature. We don’t trample it with heavy feet.” His smiling face looked up at me. I stopped. I loved how his eyes sparkled, vivid blue against the green grass.
Monarchs circled, coming close but not touching me. I sent out a request, and the butterflies gradually lined up, briefly spelling his name.
Sean laughed with delight. “You are a master.”
I nudged his shoulder. “A servant of nature, never its ruler.” I released the monarchs, and they broke formation but fluttered nearby.
Dropping to my knees beside him, I touched his arm. He quickly linked hands with me. Tiger swallowtails appeared, beating their massive wings.
I grinned. “You?”
He tightened his fingers around mine. “Us.”
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