Ellerin and I walked through town toward my mother"s house. I continued to watch for errant insects, but my strategy seemed to have worked. I only saw insects of the normal, mundane variety.
Ellerin seemed deep in thought, and even Sir Raleigh maintained a sedate pace with us. Instead of coming from a victory over a magical foe, we appeared to be marching away from the site of a great defeat. And perhaps we were.
When we crossed the bridge to the residential area, Ellerin said, "I"m sorry."
I stopped. The only Fae I"d known to apologize was Reine. "Excuse me?"
He turned, and for the first time, the depth of the lines on his face hinted at his ancient age. "I"m sorry. If I"d known Reine was going to do what she did…" He rubbed a hand over his face. "I don"t doubt she acted according to
