‘I want a demon to boast to me, because I’m knowledgeable but ineffectual. I need the sidhe to feel bold enough to let on what their plans are for me.’ ‘So you’ve made sure you still have the iron sickness?’ Shift nodded. ‘That’s stupid,’ Jacob said. ‘I wasn’t aware that not disappointing you was an option, so I’m afraid I haven’t taken any steps to avoid it.’ Jacob got off the bed. ‘Just don’t fail Taryn.’ Shift smiled. ‘I suppose that’s one way of talking to me.’
