Mainlanders, gather close and listen to my soul-weary wisdom after spending three blissful days—truly the most blissful of my entire life—attached to an obnoxious, irritating faerie who bargains in his sleep. Don’t ever say “anything” to a fae for any reason. Unless you really don’t care about your happiness. Or the skin on your body. Maybe your left eyeball. Especially if you’re partial to your sanity.
