Nobody particularly cared to cross anyone from Winter—much less the Sidhe who ruled over the other predatory fae by dint of sheer wickedness and power. Mab’s reputation and force of personality had created the Unseelie Accords from whole cloth. Mab was not a kind or gentle boss, but she’d never betrayed me, either. When she made a promise, she meant it, and everyone knew it. Everyone but Ethniu, apparently.
