Exton

His head raises slowly. Keon's eyes are distant, as if listening to something no one else can hear. His smile is slow, his words thickly accented.

"Twas a pleasure ta stand by yer side, Erik. Sit, both of ye. Share us with a drink."

He looks at Guunnar, cocking his head. "Poteen, tis what I am thinkin'. Get yerself and Erik some good mead. Something a wee more delicate for Star."

Erik holds up a hand. "Gods, not mead. I have to have some at the wedding and that's more than enough."

Guunnar mouths to Erik, Stay with him and makes his way to the bar. Monty looks over, concern in his eyes. With a nod he begins to set up the drinks as Guunnar returns. Patti disappears into the kitchen.

"Patti ist making sum cabbage and potatoes, Keon. No poteen until dere ist food in stomache."

Keon shakes his head. "Date... I have a date."

Gunnar shakes his shaggy head. "Unless ve get ta song von deine kopf, no date. Kam zuruck, Keon. Miss Cassie... she not see you dis vay."

Keon lumbers to his feet. "I... will... return."

He starts to walk away. Star lays a hand on his arm and Keon stops. "K-keon? Where are y-you going?"

He smiles, looking more himself. His accent is less, slipping away by the moment. "Why, to shower, Lass." He looks down at himself. "Ach, I am nay fit to escort a lady to dinner."

He bows over Star's hand, brushing his lips over her fingers. "I will return anon, Lady Star and moons. Destiny will out it seems. The Star has brought the Night back to Day."

His step is lighter, more graceful, as he ascends the stairs. Pausing for a moment, he looks to Guunnar. "I will borrow your room for a bit, My Friend. Perhaps I will eat a small bite. Please have Monty change the poteen to raspberry wine?"

Guunnar nods as Keon turns away, muttering to Star and Erik, "never ordered the vile stuff. He was getting vine."


Keon stripped as he crossed Guunnar's room. Stepping under the shower he turned the water on cold. The shock of the water had him arching his back, but the freezing water cleared more of the song's web from his mind. Turning the knob, Keon adjusts the water to just hot, hissing as the myriad small cuts flare with pain. He suds, washing away the sweat and grime, exploring the deeper wounds. Nothing serious. They had been too well matched.

Hands braced on the wall of the shower. Keon looks inside, letting the magic in himself heal the small cuts. He has about eleven new scars for Cassie to explore, if she is of a mind. Three others are deeper. They will not look weeks healed, perhaps days. That, he cannot help. Part of his vow has been done. The Sidhe who defiled Star are brought to Justice. The human will be found, Conal's bones will be recovered, and Morgan... well. That one will have a Justice as well.

Keon washes his hair, wanting it clean. The Morrighan's song slipped further away. It takes a moment for Keon to realize something. Only then does it strike him just how gone he had been. Stepping from the shower, Keon grabs his cell phone.

Guunnar answers his phone on the second ring, startling Star and Erik as he guffaws. Heads turn and Guunnar wipes his eyes, still laughing. "I vill ask."

Guunnar covers the phone, grinning at Erik. Lowering his voice, he asks. "Do you haft sumtink Keon could vear?"