There would be no folding space or sneaking anywhere here. When the carriage passed under the iron gates of the asylum, I found an entire retinue waiting for us. The last time I"d been there had been as a visitor with Ellerin, who had wanted to show me what my old nurse had been forced to become. He had gradually widened my vision of my past so I could see past the unwavering loyalty I"d had to my grandmother. I"d idealized her, but I"d come to find out she"d done a lot of ruthless Fae things in her long rule, the likes of which I"d sworn I wouldn"t.
But then I"d gotten myself locked away, once again going too far in the other direction.
I laid my forehead against the side of the carriage, and sorrow for my people flooded through me in a wave of regret and grief. What had I done? I"d agr
