haven’t you wondered—outside of your scholarly inquiries—why she’s so reclusive?” All of it felt wrong, had felt wrong ever since she came to Hiraeth, and certainly ever since she saw the Fairy King. “When I’ve asked Ianto about her, he hasn’t said much.” “We’re not writing a thesis on Myrddin’s widow, Effy. We should just be relieved she’s staying out of our way.”
Making Preston so stupid here just to keep the mystery going.
AVA, you are killing me.
