With Rudolph facing off against Santa, Christmas is on the line, along with her freedom.

Ru was born in a forest and soon recruited by Santa. He wanted her to help harness the remains of long-dead deities. Christmas is coming into fashion in the human world, and that is a lot of energy to take advantage of. He moves her back in time, and together, they build the workshop.

Ru has one problem. Santa tricked her and locked the collar around her neck. Her other forms are no longer hers to command, and without them, she can’t be whole.

It has taken her over a thousand years, but she finally has a way to claim her freedom, and if Santa cooperates, Christmas won’t be hurt.

Excerpt:

Ru sat in the office and watched the gathering below.

Santa had rustled up a very handsome selection of elves and was giving them a stern lecture. He was in mid-order when he looked up at her; a bright spark came into his eyes. His whole demeanor changed.

Ru sipped at her tea as he bounded up the stairs.

“How long have they been gone?”

She looked at the tanned face surrounded by the snow-white hair that was his trademark. “Pardon?”

He took her cup from her hands and set it on the table before he lifted her by her arms. “Ru, how long have they been gone?”

She grinned. “Some have been gone since October. You have to figure out where they are. We didn’t make it easy.”

Santa let her go and sat behind his desk. “Why? Why now?”

“It was time. We have walked around you long enough, trying not to put pressure on you. We know you miss her, but we exist as well.” Ru resumed her seat and picked up her tea.

Santa looked surprised. “Of course I miss her, but you could have said something. It has been decades since she was with us. You never said anything.”

“You shut us away and tried to pretend we didn’t exist. How do you think that made us feel? You are so good at knowing what everyone else wants, why did it fail you with those who depended on you?”

He winced. “I have selected eight good candidates for the team. Will you take a look at them and see if the matches are correct?”

Ru sighed. “You trust my judgment?”

“I always have. We have been together far longer than the team has. I trust you, Ru; that has never changed.”

She snorted. “I doubt that. Well, did you want me to examine them now?”

“It would help. They don’t know how to find your ladies.”

She stayed in her chair, and she lifted her feet up to Santa’s desk. “Send ’em in one by one. I will tell you what I think.”

“You can’t decide if they are in a group?”

“Nope. Send them in with the band of the match you figured out. I will see if it is any good.” She set her teacup down. “You will have to send them back through time.”

He nodded. “I am willing to expend the energy, but we need that team.”

Ru smiled, tapped her teacup and it refilled at her command. “In that case, send in the first offering.”

Santa sighed and got to his feet. “Your roots are showing.”

She smirked and lifted her cup to his in salute, inhaling the peppermint that she loved so dearly.

She eyed the elf coming through the door with Dasher’s collar in his hand, and she narrowed her eyes. The two of them vibrated a lovely golden brown.

“You will do.”

He paused. “Don’t you need to know my name?”

“Nope. Next."