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Sluagh was a rude name for the lesser Unseelie fey. The Host was the polite phrase. Rude first, polite was an afterthought. Oh, well. Only another Unseelie could say sluagh and not have it be a mortal insult.

Shouldn't I be?

I stared at him. What do you think is going to happen? I couldn't quite keep the suspicion out of my voice.

Jeremy laughed. Don't worry, I haven't made any calls, but I'm sure the police have by now. I don't know why you've been hiding all this time, but if you're hiding from the sluagh, the Host, then you're in deep trouble.

You've hidden from the human authorities, your ... relatives, and their henchmen for three years. You're not stupid. You knew you'd be found, thus you had a plan to cover yourself. I will say that the next time I'd hide the secret papers in a different spot. It was one of the first places I looked.

Jump in the shower like a good girl. He lifted a bag from the floor near his feet. I brought you clothes. The van is downstairs with Ringo and Uther in it. We'll get you to the airport.

Sluagh was a rude name for the lesser Unseelie fey. The Host was the polite phrase. Rude first, polite was an afterthought. Oh, well. Only another Unseelie could say sluagh and not have it be a mortal insult.

He raised his left hand in the air. Let's just say that Branwyn's Tears has a long shelf life. Take the shower.

He nodded. My apologies for that, but it's why Ringo and Uther are down in the van. Just as a precaution.

I looked at him. It's bothering you to see me nude.

I stared at the packet, then at him. That wasn't all that was under the seat.

I looked at him. It's bothering you to see me nude.

What's happened?

He leaned back against the wall. That is the question, isn't it.

He nodded. My apologies for that, but it's why Ringo and Uther are down in the van. Just as a precaution.

I stared at the packet, then at him. That wasn't all that was under the seat.

I stared at the packet, then at him. That wasn't all that was under the seat.

Even across the room in the dark I could feel the weight of his gaze, the intensity of it. It was impolite for a fey to ask another direct questions, but, oh, he wanted to ask. You could feel the unasked questions like something touchable in the air between us.

Shouldn't I be?

He leaned back against the wall. That is the question, isn't it.

Shouldn't I be?

Sluagh was a rude name for the lesser Unseelie fey. The Host was the polite phrase. Rude first, polite was an afterthought. Oh, well. Only another Unseelie could say sluagh and not have it be a mortal insult.

I looked at him. It's bothering you to see me nude.

He tossed a small paper-wrapped packet onto the bed. It was the packet of papers that stayed taped under the seat of my car. He'd brought my new identity. How did you know?

Nervous of me. I didn't think you'd be impressed with royalty. I watched his face, tried to read what lay underneath, and couldn't. He was hiding something.

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