“And how is the rebuilding going?” I asked, knowing that would be a monumental task. “Better than we could’ve imagined. Of course”—he chuckled—“the wraith fae are brawnier than our lot, and that actually makes them much better builders.” Pursing my brow in confusion, I asked, “What do you mean the wraith fae are better builders?” “The conscripts King Gollaya sent us.”
