“What do you suggest?” Dougie asked.
“The Sidh are a matriarchal society, headed by a queen,” Jock said quietly. “Every group, or clan of them has its female leader. Capture her, and the rest will leave you alone.”
“Was that a queen you held in the old Church, Mr Lunan?” Dougie asked.
Mr Lunan nodded. “Yes; I think so. Now we have to get her back. The Sidh were always here, but lately, they’ve been more active, as we know.”
I opened my mouth again until Jock threw me a warning glare. “Then that’s what we’ll do,” he said.
“They’ll still want my baby,” Agnes said.
“And they want Ellen,” Peter stood behind me, a teenage boy who had already experienced more than most men twice or three times his age.
“If that is true,” Jock addressed me. “You’ll be walking into danger as well.”
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