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We were stopped before him and Xander arched an eyebrow. “A trap?”
The man nodded. “Yes. Once the fae spies were detained we realized others might replace them, so I had some of my men wait around for that change.”
“Where are the other scouts?” Durion asked him.
Our host turned his attention to Durion and arched an eyebrow. “You have it a little backwards. My men only captured spies, and terrible ones at that for a child defeated their hiding.”
The lord gestured to a young man who stood at his side opposite that of the tall robed man. The man was about twenty-five with long blond hair tied back in a tail over his back and a pair of green eyes that made me gasp. His skin wasn’t as dark as those in the camp, but he wore their thin clothing over his thin but lithe body.
“This l
