The Greedy Vivienne

"What is happening?" Camilla shrieked, her voice cracking in terror. She scrambled backward on her hands and knees, ducking behind Nathaniel's broad back. She gripped his shirt tight, using him as a human shield against the raining debris.

Nathaniel brushed a smoking piece of eggshell from his shoulder. He patted his sister's trembling hand. "Calm down. The eggs just burst. The danger is over."