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The atmosphere in the room settled down. Baise could still feel eyes on him, but the voices returned to their own conversations. He felt out of place and uncomfortable. Baise reminded himself that he had been through far worse. A mortal plaything in a fae realm was much further from safety...

Baise grimaced. He glanced across his shoulder. "I fed those things a scrap of bread and the stupid things..." Caw! "...the stupid things followed me in. Get the door please Jude." The three ravens flapped out of the door when Baise waved his hands at them. When the locals were being...

Avoiding the use of magic was easy enough. Baise had gone for a very long time without having any power over it. He had been in the fae realms for hundreds of years mastering his arts as a warlock for his lover. He was still out there, but Baise had turned his back on the courts after everything...

Baise smiled back. He enjoyed the poetic way the two women spoke. It was refreshing. People found him strange. Jude was strange too. Baise had spent a few hundred years in a fae grove away from the world. It changed a person. He also very much liked Aurelie's smile. Jude giggled softly. Baise...

"Bored gods." Baise's expression darkened for just a moment. It was a gathering of storm clouds that dispersed before the rain could start. He had known bored gods. He had loved one for a few hundred years. Baise smiled back. "Oh I don't think any ghosts have come here with me. If you've...

Jude decided to answer, tilting his head back to look up at the shop owner. "Dad says that it's best not to use magic in a city cos folk there are st..." "Superstitious," Baise interrupted. "Because people in cities - humans in particular - can be superstitious about magic. They say that a...

Her curiosity only inspired his own. As she leaned across the counter, Baise listened to every words. Except for one brief moment where he warned Jude against reaching for the shelves. Baise had eyes on the back of his head. The boy might not have been his by blood but he had his own...

Jude seems perfectly happy with a simple sprog of chamomile. At least for now, Baise thought to himself. Jude twirled the stem, sending the white petals spinning around yellow. "Why ever would anyone want to blend in?" he asked rhetorically. Baise stood tall and pretended to brush something...

"What a charming way to greet your customers!" Baise declared in his sing-song voice. He was as well dressed as ever. Today he had a pale pink tunic that hung from his slender shoulders and a pale linen waistcoat over it. "Judenotouching!" he hissed quickly. Behind Baise was the young boy...

Caw! Fabrice cried out from Baise's shoulder. Jude made a small disappointed sound and stepped back. "That's it now," Baise encouraged. He stayed at the entrance to the cave until Jude was by his side. He looked to Amaryllis. "I'm worried because every promise made by a faerie is just a...

Jude laughed. He reached up and ran his fingers through the fur around her cheeks. His laugh became a gleeful giggle. "Jude. Step back slowly." The voice came firm and slow from the entrance of the cave. Jude jumped and turned around sharply. "But dad, this isn't a bear!" Jude protested...

"Wot? Into the cave?" Jude turned and looked behind him. "Yeah, but my dad's not far. He'll tell me off when he sees I walked too far." Jude seemed delighted, rather than worried about this fact. He took a step from left to right, admiring the bear as she moved around. "You're so big and...

No. But thank you! The boy's voice cut back across the path she had laid to speak into his mind. "I'm Jude," he then said out loud. He didn't seem at all afraid of the bear. He stepped to his left and then to his right to get a good look at her. Jude looked like a normal boy. He felt...

Three ravens flapped loudly and came to perch on the ruins of an old wall. It might have been the demarcation of an ancient settlement or the wall or a single hall. The landscape had reclaimed so much of the land it was hard to tell. "Caw!" A small boy emerged from the treeline, skipping a...