Nineteen
Later that night, Ryn and I meet at Councilor Starkweather’s office along with the four guards who will accompany us to the Seelie Court—to show us the way and to make sure we don’t get up to any mischief on the journey. Councilor Starkweather inspects the guards’ black and gold Guild uniforms while giving Ryn and me a few parting instructions. Then she opens a wide doorway to the faerie paths on the wall. She steps aside while the six of us link arms—two guards in front, two behind, and Ryn and me in the middle.
“Can’t you just tell us which part of the world we’re going to?” Ryn says to the guards once we’re walking through the darkness of the faerie paths. “You don’t have to give us directions or anything.”
His question is met by silence.
“You didn’t honestly think you’d ge
