Jessica put her hand on Jeremiah’s shoulder, signaling him to back down and said, “And we’re thankful that you have taken us in. Can you tell us the name of our host?”
“I can tell you myself.”
I spun around, surprised by the faerie who appeared right behind us. He wore a white suit, hat to match, and beamed a teeth-filled smile at us. “And who are you?”
He took his hat off and bowed to us. His mannerisms reminded me of those of the Golden Fox in how stately he moved and in his playing a role. “My name is Ignatius, and I’m the lord and ruler of this castle.” He paused a moment, scratched the side of his head, and said, “Come to think of it, I’m the lord of everything in the Other side, considering there’s no one left but me and the flower faeries.”
“No one?” I raised an eyebrow, skeptic
