“And if that doesn't convince you,” I added. “I'd like to point out that raven mockers have wings.”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Teagan asked as Tiernan's eyes went wide and he gave a huff of comprehension.
“Remember the tape you showed us, Councilman,” I reminded him. “The heat signature showed no hint of wings and even when the criminal was revealed, there were only shadows around it; no wings.”
“And those were some significant wings,” Teagan mused.
“Also, from being held by one,” I went further. “I can assure you that they run very hot and those wings, although appendages, would retain some of that heat. That's what feathers are meant to do after all.”
“They'd show up on infrared,” Teagan nodded. “Alright, Ambassador, you've made a good case. We'll go with your plan.”
“So instead of being hunted by raven mockers, we'll be assisted by one,” Extinguisher Kate mused. “Isn't life funny sometimes?”
“As long as the joke's not on us,” Conri observed in a low tone.
Chapter Nine
“Do you think I should notify Lord Raza of the situation with his son?” I asked Tiernan as we snuggled in bed later that night.
We had a very nice guest room in the Council House. Technically it wasn't in the Council House but in that smaller building I'd glimpsed from the council chamber windows. It was the old servants quarters and as awful as that sounds, it had been refurbished into a beautiful guest house. It fit all of my Guard comfortably, with a couple of rooms to spare, so it was perfect for our needs. I guess back in the day, rich people needed a lot of servants.
“Do youwantto notify Lord Raza?” Tiernan tensed beside me.
“Are you getting jealous again?” I lifted up on my elbow to smile down at him.
“No,” he glanced away.
“OMG, you're like a little girl,” I laughed.
“I'mlike a little girl?” He shot back. “You're the one who just used OMG.”
“I obviously added it so I could relate to your teenage girl mentality,” I rolled my eyes. “But seriously, is that something I should do, you know, as in proper princess procedure?” I stopped and considered. “Proper princess procedure. PPP. Triple P. Yeah, I like that, definitely one to remember.”
“I suppose it would be a nice gesture to make Lord Raza aware of the situation,” Tiernan conceded, completely ignoring my ramblings about acronyms.
“T-Baby,” I kissed his nose. “I don't have to even talk to Raza personally. I can scry Uisdean and ask him to tell Lord Raza.”
“Oh,” he blinked. “Well then, that's fine.”
“I'm so glad you approve,” I huffed and laid back down.
“And Seren,” he pulled me into his side.
“Yeah?”
“Don't call me T-Baby,” he grimaced. “That's weird.”
“No?” I barely contained my laughter. “Your little, jealous, teenage-girl mind doesn't like T-Baby? I thought it would be perfect for you.”
“Seren,” he growled.
“How about TeeTee?”
“That's one letter away from being a Native American dwelling,” he said dryly.
“NanNan?” My lips were twitching so bad, I had to bite them.
“That makes me sound like someone's grandmother,” he scowled.
