“But still, much better than a fae prison,” Wade said.
Not something I ever wanted to see. If the fae I’d met so far were any indication of general faeness, I was better off with the humans. At least when they stabbed you in the back it wasn’t literal.
“We’re getting close Starren, be careful,” Cray said.
Starren slowed a little, but otherwise didn’t acknowledge Cray. I moved in closer to Wade, not liking it but liking the thought of losing a limb even less. Starren stopped us.
“Okay, Trisha, go ahead.”
“Me?” I squeaked, craning my neck and trying to see around her.
She glared at me for a second. “Isn’t that why you’re here?” Well, yeah, but still. “Just tell him you are here on the authority of the Council and king and he needs to go with you without a fight. It works on all high fa
