“No,” she said. “I’m a candygram. This is my costume.” The faerie looked puzzled. Emma sighed. “It’s so hard to be sassy to the Fair Folk. You people never get jokes.” “We are well known for our jests, japes, and ballads,” the faerie said, clearly offended. “Some of our ballads last for weeks.” “I don’t have that kind of time,” Emma said. “I’m a Shadowhunter. Quip fast, die young.” She wiggled Cortana’s tip impatiently. “Now turn out your pockets.” “I have done nothing to break the Cold Peace,” said the fey. “Technically true, but we do frown on stealing from mundanes,” Emma said. “Turn out
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