"No." The answer was immediate and partly defensive, but a moment later Valkyrie smiled. "I'm not planning on becoming a writer or anything."
Her father, Valkyrie grew nervous to see, wasn't even smiling at the joke.
This was going to be every bit as hard as she thought. Suddenly fiercely wishing that she hadn't brought it up until after dinner, Valkyrie followed her dad's example and pushed her food away. "Skulduggery, couldn't you just take your skin down?"
He raised an eyebrow, something a small part of Valkyrie still thrilled to see whenever it happened, despite the circumstances. "That would defeat the whole purpose of you telling your parents the truth, wouldn't it?"
He was right, of course. But Valkyrie had an ulterior motive in asking the question, and she was glad to see it worked; her father's face had cleared slightly and now showed mostly confusion. She leaped on the opportunity before he could ask.
"I can do magic," she blurted. "Real magic. Like Gordon wrote about in his books, and like Gordon believed existed, and like all of the stories your grandfather used to tell you guys. It's all true. And I know I sound absolutely insane, but it's true. I can show you proof if you want."
"Steph - "
"I'm not crazy. Look." Valkyrie held out her hand, snapped her fingers, and kept her palm flat to show that the flame dancing in her fingers wasn't coming from any sort of fake magic trick.
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Her father, Valkyrie grew nervous to see, wasn't even smiling at the joke.
This was going to be every bit as hard as she thought. Suddenly fiercely wishing that she hadn't brought it up until after dinner, Valkyrie followed her dad's example and pushed her food away. "Skulduggery, couldn't you just take your skin down?"
He raised an eyebrow, something a small part of Valkyrie still thrilled to see whenever it happened, despite the circumstances. "That would defeat the whole purpose of you telling your parents the truth, wouldn't it?"
He was right, of course. But Valkyrie had an ulterior motive in asking the question, and she was glad to see it worked; her father's face had cleared slightly and now showed mostly confusion. She leaped on the opportunity before he could ask.
"I can do magic," she blurted. "Real magic. Like Gordon wrote about in his books, and like Gordon believed existed, and like all of the stories your grandfather used to tell you guys. It's all true. And I know I sound absolutely insane, but it's true. I can show you proof if you want."
"Steph - "
"I'm not crazy. Look." Valkyrie held out her hand, snapped her fingers, and kept her palm flat to show that the flame dancing in her fingers wasn't coming from any sort of fake magic trick.