“So you'll release the ones you've taken?” Aidan lifted a brow.
“I'll release them,” I confirmed. “Wait here.”
“Hold on,” he handed me a little card. “My information, so you have a contact to call if something should happen.”
“Thanks,” I tucked his card into the inner pocket of my leather jacket.
“You're doing the right thing, Princess Kick-Ass,” Aidan smirked.
“I hope I don't end up regretting it, Pack-Man,” I shot back.
“What did you call me?” He started to smile.
“You heard what I said,” I began walking to the house. “Now just accept what a brilliant play on words it is and let it go.”
“I guess I do chomp on things,” he chuckled.
“And grind them,” I muttered.
“What was that, Princess?” He called out.
“Nothing,” I sighed. “Damn wolf hearing.”
“What happened?” Tiernan asked as soon as I stepped inside.
“I've set up a meeting in a week's time,” I looked to Lord Eadan and then Councilman Teagan. “We'll need to contact the High Councils and let them know that the witches will be descending upon the Fairy High Council House in Ireland, expecting to have a truce summit.”
“I'll go call them now,” Teagan hurried off.
“I'll scry for Councilman Greer,” Eadan added.
“And I'll go release the prisoners,” I watched them stop in their tracks.
“Why would you give up your advantage?” Raza cocked his head at me curiously.
“Because it helped to get the Coven to agree to the summit,” I explained. “And because the Prime Flight Elder gave me her word that her people wouldn't kill any humans until then.”
“Until then?” Tiernan lifted a brow.
“Well I couldn't get a promise of forever from her when she didn't know if we'd end up signing a truce or not,” I grimaced. “Besides, if they do step out of line, they won't be able to plead ignorance any more and we can hunt them with a clear conscious.”
“That's a good point,” Conri grinned. “I do love to hunt.”
“I'm going to go get them,” I rolled my eyes and headed to the basement.
“I don't think this is entirely your decision,” Murdock grumbled. “It should be put to a vote.”
“They're under my control, Councilman,” I pointed out. “And as Ambassador, I don't think I need your permission. But I will ask for your support,” I looked to Ted Teagan.
“Release them,” Teagan sighed. “I don't feel comfortable with a basement full of witches anyway.”
“Who would?” Torquil muttered.
“Witches,” I said as I passed by him.
Chapter Thirty-Five
I released the witches and earned several disapproving stares from council members as I did so. I in turn felt a little disappointed in the behavior of my fellow humans. It felt morally wrong to keep the prisoners while we sought truce with their people. So I wasn't cowed at all by their criticism. I was doing my job as an Ambassador and they could kiss my half-fey fanny.
