“Most things about Fairy must be experienced to be learned,” Raye said gently. “You need time, not education.”
“And it's time for us to return,” Tiernan said stiffly.
“Tiernan,” I turned to see him standing near the rath door behind us. “Is everyone through?”
“They're all here,” he nodded and cast Raye a guarded look. “Are you satisfied that they're safe?”
“I am,” Raye nodded. “Just give me a moment to speak with them and I'll be ready to leave.”
“Of course,” I nodded and watched him walk away. Then I turned sharply to Tiernan. “What is with you?”
Cat, who had been sitting calmly beside me, stared back and forth between us.
“Nothing,” he sighed. “I'm just tired.”
“Are you sure?” I edged closer to him. “Because that seemed more like jealousy than exhaustion. And although you're kind of cute when you're jealous, it's beginning to get old.”
“I'm not jealous,” he huffed.
“Uh huh,” I rolled my eyes.
“Please,” he crossed his arms over his chest. “The man's a bird.”
“Wings can be pretty sexy,” I offered innocently.
“Have you ever tried to have sex with winged fairy?” He lifted a pale blonde brow at me.
“No, of course not,” I harrumphed.
“They're not so sexy when you're trying to get around them in bed,” Tiernan chuckled.
“That sounds like personal experience,” I smirked.
“All I have to say is that it wasn't worth the effort,” Tiernan smirked back.
“Hmmm,” I glanced over at Raye and his impressive wingspan. “I guess they might get in the way.” Tiernan made a satisfied snort. “But then again, raven mockers can get rid of their wings whenever they want,” I winked at my horrified boyfriend as I walked by.
Chapter Thirteen
I stepped out of the fairy mound and into HR, to find my Uncle Dylan waiting for me. He was leaning against the curved rail of the staircase, looking like he belonged on the cover of Esquire magazine or maybe even Forbes. His mink-dark hair was combed back from his high forehead, bringing attention down to his lapis eyes which glimmered in the sunlight. He looked completely human in his tailored suit and silk tie but if I concentrated hard enough, I could see past his glamour and the true Dylan Thorn revealed himself.
Eyes without whites, just endless blue, stared at me intensely out of a starkly angled face. His skin was actually pure white, moonlight skin; an unseelie trait. He looked almost vampiric without the illusion of humanity in place but still very beautiful. In fact, I preferred him without the glamour. He seemed more natural to me as a fairy than in his stoic human guise.
“I need to scry my father,” I said to him.
“I assumed you would,” he nodded.
Without another word, he turned and led me, Tiernan, Raye, and Cat up the stairs, through the second floor office cubicles, and over to the elevators. My Guard was standing there, waiting for us.
“You can bring your Cat-puka but the rest of them need to wait here,” Dylan waved an elegant hand at everyone.
“Sure,” I looked to Tiernan. “I'll be right back.”
“No,” he shook his head. “I'm going with you.”
“She'll be fine with me and her guard Cat,” Dylan sighed.
“I've learned that it's a bad idea to let Seren out of my sight in the Human Realm,” Tiernan crossed his arms. “I'm going.”
