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Bowing her head, her red hair falling across her face. "I am Born of Ashes, as My Lord deemed." What did this Fae want? Why so many questions? A small smile taunted her lips. A idea formed. "As for the King using your name. All I know is that he is tense. But what have you to trade for my knowledge of his plan?" She raises a elegant brow, green eyes searching his openly. A bold act for a human servant. "It the Fae realm," Aisling points out. "And I do want for much."