“Teach you more?” Jake echoed. “What do you mean?”
Oops!That was the wrong thing to mention.
“And when did you meet the Fae Prince?”
Double whammy!
“Yes,” Eric said. “Toni is my student. I’m teaching her the ways of the werewolves.”
Jake inhaled deeply, looking as if he wanted to say something, but surprisingly, he held back. Maybe it was that moratorium thing they’d done. Hmm, I really had to learn about that. It would be nice not to argue with Jake at every turn.
“At any rate,” Damien said, sounding irritated, “we need you to go to Elf-hame and talk to Prince Kalyll. The Seelie royal family is rumored to have Bitterthorn in their palace stores.”
“Bitterthorn?” I asked.
The mage nodded. “It’s one of the ingredients I need to formulate the cure.”
“You guys are crazy,” I said. “I barely know the Prince, and he certainly won’t rush into the Seelieroyalstores to get me this Bitterthorn.”
“You said you wanted to help,” Damien spoke very slowly as if I was dumber than a brick wall, “and this is the task we have for you.”
“I wouldn’t even know where to find him,” I said. “I doubt he even remembers me.”
“Either way,” Eric said, “you have to at least try, if you want to save your friend.”
I exchanged a hopeless look with Rosalina. Going to Elf-hame to find Kalyll sounded like a big waste of time. I only had access to a small trading post in the outskirts of the Fae realm, so unless the Prince happened to be there by some sort of miracle, I might as well embark on a chase for wild, tutu-wearing geese.
But maybe... I glanced around, one eyebrow raised. “Do either of you have access to anything other than a trading post, because that’s allIhave.”
“Well, of course.” Damien rolled his eyes. “You don’t think we expected you to find him at some stinking trade market. I have passage into the Seelie capital with room for one guest, so you and I will go together.”
“You’re kidding,” I said in a whisper.
“No, I’m not. I would like us to leave right away. There’s no time to waste.”
Holy witchlights. I was going to Elyndell.