The Sentinels Day dreamer more elegantly spelled

"It's a shame that you do not live any closer," Wraen admitted. She had a soft spot for children regardless to whom they belonged. "The Blackthorn gang would be delighted to meet them," she withheld the fact that they would probably first be tested as chew toys and only after the initial, mandatory quality control would be let to join the bunch. Though you never knew.

"Next year it is - come right after the season ends. I do not entirely trust you," she bumped her shoulder against his and then retreated. "Farewell, the Willow King, and may fate treat you better from now on," she told him with a mischievous smile and was off.