Finias has outdone himself. I’ve never been to a Fae revel, but even I can tell. He created the bathing pools the Rat King wanted, which are now crowded with Unseelie folk slathered in blood or honey-milk—and he made a third pool of warm melted cheese, in which the Rat King himself is rolling and dunking, his fur stuck together in cheesy clumps. It’s all very disgusting.

