She tasted his genuine fear for her, and saw his image of her forced under a fae’s control.
*Don’t worry.* She knew he was right. She planned a long talk with her mother about these matters.
*Keep safe, and return well.* She pictured his family for him using the old symbols from their time before the rescue of Granite Cloud, before she could communicate clearly with him—the dog collar for George, the toy wolf for her daughter’s friend and protector Maelgwn, and the magnifying glass and bell for Angharad and her growing child.
His warm reaction to the images pleased her. He showed her, in response, a large oak tree in an upland meadow, spreading its branches and sheltering all within its reach. He hung her symbols from the branches.
“Stay safe, yourself,” he told her, and added her own
