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“Thomas,” Nona said, kneeling beside him, her face a pale oval in the moonlight. She shook her head. “I had no choice. Our king would not allow me to tell you of this Traveller, not until you had learned more of our ways. And he was right to do so. Some information can be dangerous if it is given at the wrong time.” Her eyes held his for a moment, and Thomas knew she spoke not only of Nectan, but also of Thomas’ decision to reveal his true nature to Celyn. “Think you! I did not know he was your father. Word had come to the Southern Seelie Court two years ago of a Traveller living in the North who refused to pledge to either Court. We were warned to stay away from him. It was thought he would not stay long. Travellers rarely do. As time went on talk increased, as to why he had come, why
