Amity put a hand out expectantly, into which Van deposited her blade. “This is going to hurt, but I promise it’s going to make everything better, okay?” The wolf flinched, but that was as much as it could do before Amity drove a poisoned blade through its heart. Moments, minutes, hours later, the fae king awoke, his icy blue eyes twinkling with wonder. “Now, sir,” Amity said, scratching behind his ears, “you’ve got to think about being kinder to the humans. You’re making a lot of enemies when you could be making friends. It’s silly, really.” So I stood back and watched as little Amity lectured
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