Hoshor Plains And I see fire, blood in the breeze,

The bad-ass joke was lost on Riley, who just stared at Orlaith blankly. She had ripped his fucking hip open, and now she joked about it?

He blinked and chose to ignore it -- instead, he focused on answering the question that was worthy of an answer.. What had precipitated her departure? He closed his eyes, trying to stir to life the memory of their last conversation that rainy afternoon.

His eyes opened, their surface clear. "Oh. You weren't.. appreciated. You wanted to be equal in power, and she said no." He struggled to remember much else, but at least that was clear. "They're called.. Something Court." Think, think, think.. Riley thought it was a word that sounded stupid... Stupid.. Snake? Snare? Silence..? It was on the tip of his tongue --

"Seelie Court."