She makes a noise that’s not quite assent. More like acknowledgment. That’s some progress. “Not directly, I agree. But indirectly... There’s also the issue of the human.” Her dark gaze turns to gauge my reaction to the abrupt change of topic. “He’s a complication.” A polite word she’s used for centuries to refer to assassination targets. “Only because he was remarkable enough for you and Sláine to take a personal interest,” I fire back. “There’s little other choice than to live here and keep an eye on him, after you both broadcasted his worth to all of Faerie.”
