Chapter 78

• “She’s a Fae Queen and she’s…imperious, as a Fae Queen has to be, I guess,” muttered Dad. “She didn’t like me for your Mom but she was willing to accept me to make Hesper happy. She never wanted Hesper with her wolf cousin. She would think that was barbaric and uncivilised. So we have that on our side,” said Dad, sounding as though he were trying to convince himself.
• The Fae who had summoned us cleared his throat. We followed him through a set of unbelievably huge double doors that almost reached the high-ceiling of the castle. It took several Fae to open them on either side. We were ushered forwards. I clutched Harper’s arm. A long red velvet carpet led through the centre of the room straight to a short flight of stairs. The Queen sat in her throne upon the platform. On either side of the carport, royals and nobles of Fae birth both stood and sat. There were a few werewolves among them, clearly pack leaders though not Alphas. Harper walked in quite confidently as though he owned the place and everyone had been waiting all their lives for him to show up which was true technically if you thought about it. I marvelled at the clothes of the court. There were stunning. I had never seen fabrics so vibrant. The colours become more and more vivid as we got closer to the throne. The royals seated near to the Queen were practically dripping in jewels and finery. Every piece of fabric on their form sparkled or glimmered. The Fae clearly loved sparkly things. I felt like I was inside kaleidoscope made of jewels. The colours swam before my eyes. It took a while to adjust to the a room so ornate with people so lavishly dressed.
• “Why aren’t they dressed for court?” Said a woman’s voice.