Preyuna’s mood darkened as she stormed down the hallway. “He thinks he’s beaten me. He’s wrong. I’ll show him. I’ll find that grunt and find out what he did to me. I’ll make him remove that spell.”
Even if I have to force him to do it, I will.
She turned the corner and kept on going.
A rough assortment of guards and servants walked past Mark Caten’s office. A servant with a basket of clean towels headed towards the room of staircases. A whole group of guards talked and laughed amongst themselves as they moseyed to the kitchen.
None of them noticed the dark elf when he materialized in front of Mark Caten’s office.
He looked in the direction Preyuna had stormed off in. “She thinks she can find me and make me rattle out explanations.” He smiled. “Good luck, Preyuna Queen of the Fey.”
And he disappeared.
LM edged out of Jeff’s way as the former hunter carried Robin to the chair.
If I don’t say anything, he won’t notice me. If he doesn’t notice me, he won’t beat me up. So, I’ll just stay over here and be quiet.
Jeff gently set the unconscious vampire down on the chair.
He’ll go back to his daughter and—
Jeff shot a sharp look at LM. “What are you doing in here? I thought I made it clear I don’t want you in this room. You can’t help anyway. So, get out.”
“I don’t mean any harm.”
“Well, you don’t mean any help. Out.”
Hildreth came over to him. “Hey. What’s going on?”
“I don’t want that creature anywhere near my daughter. He worked for the people who stole her from me.”
LM raised his hands in surrender. “I have not come here to steal anyone or anything. I’m just…here.”
“Then, why don’t you go somewhere else?”
LM’s wings tried to flitter. Best they could do was rustle softly, which was not even close to the same thing.
“Whoa!” Hildreth stepped in between the two of them. “Calm down the hostility. Jeff, come on. Let’s go for a walk.”
He shook his head. “I am not leaving that thing alone with her.”
Hildreth smiled. “Don’t worry. Elsie’s here. If this half-fey tries anything, she’ll beat his face off his head.”
“You’re willing to leave her alone with that black-haired vampire? I saw how she was looking at him.”
“I trust her. Come on. Let’s go before I decide to throw that ‘black-haired vampire’ out the window.”
Jeff laughed at that. “Now, who’s being hostile?”
Hildreth shrugged. “Not me. I’m the most unhostile person ever. I’m so unhostile I carry ruffled parasols when it’s too sunny out so I don’t burn my delicate facial skin.”
“Dweeb. That sort of thing has nothing to do with hostility or non-hostility.”
“I know! Aren’t I awesome?”
“No, you’re just a hopeless dweeb.”
Hildreth looped his arm around his friend’s neck. “And you’re a complete dork.”
“What can I say? You’re a bad influence.”
“So, I’ve heard.”
Elsie watched the two men leave the room.
So, here I am. In a hospital room with three unconscious vampires, one unconscious human, and one awake half-fey.
And I am unarmed.
She clenched her hands into fists. “But I am not helpless.”
“Is there anything I can do for you?” LM asked. “I don’t like feeling so useless. I’m used to having busy days.”
Elsie thought about it. “If you could get me a chair, that would be nice.”
LM’s face brightened into a smile. “Should I get a chair for the downed gentleman too?”
She looked down at Ambrose.
I should just leave him lying on the floor. But it’s a hospital floor. It doesn’t matter how often they mop. It’s a hospital floor. That makes it exceptionally filthy.
“Yes. Get a chair for him too.”
“Okay!” He ran out of the room, leaving Elsie alone in Sleeping City.