[h2]Tyaethe[/h2]

"If we can't come to a deal with this Moonlit Queen, and the Duke [i]wasn't[/i] so stupid as to sign his wits over… well, maybe the Goddesses might be willing to intercede," Tyaethe added. Of course, if the Duke [i]had[/i] been so stupid… in that case, there would be nobody to blame but himself, and honestly maybe it was for the better if the heir inherited a little early. Duke or not, he wasn't worth [i]that[/i] much of a fuss if it was entirely self-inflicted.

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Tyaethe stepped back from where she had been engaging in a staring contest with the nearest tree—seeing faces where there weren't… that could be a sign of something magical. Or, it could just be because her eyesight was terrible and she was misinterpreting what she [i]could[/i] see. It seemed, in this case, that it was the former. And wasn't that fun?

"Well, I guess we couldn't get to an unseelie fae realm without finding its watchdogs," she said brightly, sword in hand. This might be fun.