Chapter Eleven
Elon strode off before Melody could ask him what the Fringes were. She knew the Demi Fae were all Fae that weren’t light or dark, including ones that were part human, but she’d never heard about the Fringes. If he’d ever told her mum where exiles were sent, she’d never put it in her books.
She absently rubbed the shell as she surveyed the room. Numerous Fae were dancing while others stood around talking and laughing. Eolande and Rhodri danced past her and a woman kept pace with them.
“Why not give your protégé a break? You should listen to mine play his cello. You’ll want to dance all evening,” the woman who kept pace with them said.
Eolande nodded. “Organise it. If your pet fails to live up to your words he’ll be banished from my court.”
“You won’t regret taking the ti
