“How do you know?” Venkat wondered. John was ancient, he’d lived so many lifetimes, but had any of them been under contract, like Venkat’s lonely little one?
“If anyone recognizes gaslighting, it’s the fae. We invented it.” John grimaced. “My people do it too, just not in the same way or for the same reasons as the courts. I spent a lifetime disentangling from it. Multiple lifetimes.”
“I want to meet your witch. And Rebecca’s doctor,” Venkat said after a long moment. “But even if they’re both right, I’m not free.”
“That’s where The Lady comes in.” Now, John’s smile went slightly wicked, an expression Vee had never seen before. Sharp-edged, like his canines.
It made Vee smile, too. “What did she say?”
“Red didn’t want to engage with her, so it’s good odds he doesn’t want to be found by
