*Castor*
From the top of the stairs, I look over the railing and down onto the crowded foyer where the new arrivals mingle, waiting for the she-wolf I have hired to search for their name on a list and verify their membership before allowing them access to the main portion of the building. The Fair and Spare had officially opened a fortnight ago, and word has spread more quickly than I had anticipated. Everyone I had invited to the first night's celebration had come. I had not put my name on the invitation, but neither have I hidden my identity from those who had walked through the door out of curiosity. As a matter of fact, I have taken perverse delight in their shock when they have realized they have answered the summons of the traitor's son.
I had debated operating in secret but had d
