10
Blair
It didn’t take long for us to arrive at the first village, Deilen. As soon as we entered the village, some fae recognized me and swarmed around us. At first, Sage and the soldiers yelled at them to stay back.
“No,” I said, my word firm. I dismounted and went to greet the fae.
“Lady Blair,” an old female fae said, reaching for my hands. “I’m so sorry for your loss.” A fat tear rolled down her wrinkled face. “We all loved Crown Prince Lugh.”
“We can’t believe he is gone,” a young male fae said, his eyes equally misted.
Many hands touched my shoulders, my hair, as if I was made of gold and they could steal a little piece by brushing their fingers on it. Many sad and comforting words surrounded me, until I heard something that turned my stomach.
“Now we are left with the rebel
