“What's that?”
Me, Faerie spoke into my mind.
Chapter Fifteen
“Faerie!” I exclaimed. “You'll know how long it is before my timelines match up, right?”
Yes, of course. You've got two days,she said.
“Oh, that's not too long,” I said.
“Good, because tomorrow we have to meet with the human leaders,” Arach said.
“What?” I frowned. Then I remembered. “Oh, that's right. That was the day before yesterday. I asked Az how it went, and he told me I'd find out soon enough. And here I am, about to find out. Well, I mean, he told me it went smoothly after he teased me, but you know.”
“Yes, Vervain. I understand,” Arach said in his bemused tone.
“That's why you want me to stay. If I don't, you'll have to do it alone.”
“That and it will be hard to explain to Azrael and themanyheads of state who are expecting to find the Faerie God's wife here, waiting to welcome them.”
“Oh . . . right. I forgot about that plan.”
“There are hundreds of humans entering Faerie tomorrow, A Thaisce. It will be a historical event. Don't you want to be a part of it?”
“Of course, I do. But Viper is more important than any historic event.”
“I know,” Arach said gently.
Don't be a fool!Faerie hissed.This is your chance to think calmly and rationally about what's happened in the God Realm. You are under no pressure here. At this time, Viper is safe and sound.
“I could warn him,” I said urgently as I headed toward the mirror.
Stop!Faerie shouted in my head, making me wince.
“Unnecessary,” I growled. “You're in my mind.”
“And mine,” Arach grumbled. “But she's right, A Thaisce. We both know what messing with time can do.”
“Yes. It can save lives.” I waved my hand down at myself. “I'm here because I messed with time. And so is our son.”
Arach pressed his lips together.
That was an extreme situation,Faerie said.Viper isn't dead. If he dies—
“If he dies?!” I shrieked.
If he dies,Faerie calmly started again,you may go back and warn him with my blessing. But I don't think this person wants to hurt your sort-of-husband.
“He's my husband, no sort of about it. We made vows to each other,” I said furiously.
Fine. Whatever. No one witnessed those vows, but you do you.
“Ugh, you are so much more annoying when you use modern vernacular.”
I'm also right,she said. She paused, then added,About not warning him, not necessarily about your marriage.
“Well, thanks for that, at least,” I muttered.
