Well, that was to be expected, but Jack still had to resist a rude gesture. Spriggans had a reputation for being malicious, unpleasant spirits much like pixies, but they benefited from having larger pools of magic, and were thus generally higher up on the hierarchy of faeries.
That was one thing to say about the Fae—strength mattered, regardless of the personality attached.
“You’re the new Frost?” the spriggan asked, and turned without waiting for his answer. “Please, follow me.”
Jack swallowed back his instinctual response, and followed behind the spriggan, moving deeper into the tunnels.
He was led through the caves, directed toward the meeting halls, which were rarely used, and the treasure hoards, which lay abandoned in dusty heaps—Winter had little use for such things, but the oth
