A trio of Seelie knights wandered toward them across the lawn, and it appeared they were looking for someone.

Grimalkin flattened his ears. "You and your sister have already been missed. This way!"

The cat let the way through the shadows toward the hedge wall surrounding the courtyard. The brambles peeled back as they approached, revealing a narrow hole in the hedge, just big enough for Lise to squeeze into on her hands and knees. Grimalkin slipped through without looking back.

And even after killing a satyr no nightmares?

With all the craziness that's happened in the past few hours, she'd forgotten about that.

Well, that's good.

That's for sure.

She followed Grim, getting onto her hands and knees to crawl through the hole.

The tunnel was dark and winding. And thorny.

When was the last time she had slept peacefully?

2 years ago.

How had she managed to sleep well that night two years ago?

She overdosed on sedatives.