Hushed Willows your arms full of lullabies, orchids and wine

caw is, of course, very willing to go along with this. orlaith is a faerie! it is not the same as the faerie queen, of course, but if she guards the borders he will not question the authority. he nods eagerly as she speaks; any arrogance in her smile and stance sails right over his head. he does not know the faerie court’s rankings; as far as he knows, she holds authority second only to the queen herself.

“yes!” caw agrees. “can guard borders.” of course, he is probably overestimating his abilities. but he does not know this, and neither does orlaith. he tilts his head. “does faerie court have many intruders?”