I need to know, I need to know. I kept chanting this as I slipped past the fairies laughing heartily in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for tomorrow morning. The more I thought about everything, the more I realized just how much I couldn’t do this anymore. Always questioning it, always wondering about it, always bringing it up. Ashe was always on my mind, along with what and who he was, and I couldn’t do it anymore. Either he told me tonight, or I wasn’t going to meet him again. Then again, what would I do if he admitted to being Unseelie? What was I going to do then? No, I couldn’t think about that now. After all, he could still be a Seelie fairy, maybe even one of the indifferent Seelies. He could be unlike the others, and want to stay inside, avoiding the banquets and ceremonies. If th
