could back away without triggering— “Wretched insect! Know your place! Begone!” The Frost Faerie on Erin’s head flew up and smacked the bee on the head. Frost spread from where she’d touched the insect and it recoiled. The bees suddenly became agitated, and the Frost Faerie flew at them, screaming insults. Erin didn’t need to see any more than that. She turned. “Run!” Lyonette was already gone.
So helpful ...
