On one finger there was the engagement ring Betty had given her. On another, she wore her mother’s engagement ring, the silver ring of Badbh that she had kept on her every day since her return. “There is a pleasing symmetry to it. You went to the other side because you believed you were a changeling when you were not. And it was only by becoming a changeling that you were able to return here and live as a human being,” the priest mused.
