Thursday, February 3, 2011









I watch while Star dresses, feeling suddenly wolfish. I wonder if I'll EVER let her get dressed once we get moved back into the cabin.

Well, duty now, pleasure later. Though I do hope Keon has learned enough to make coming downstairs worthwhile. I can think of things I'd rather be doing, right here in this room….


Downstairs, in a spellwarded-for-silence booth, we meet Keon and sit. Star smiles when she sees him and I marvel at her resilence. Once she was afraid of all the Fae, but now she accepts Keon as nothing more or less than any other man.

"Ke," I say, leaning back in the seat. "I hear you have some new information. What's up?"

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