Isiea stares up at her calmly, seeming completely unbothered by all this.

(Huh. That's crazy. How did you wind up in the street?)

Yeah. Seriously. It's Luke.

Tiaothin ambled through the crowds of Unseelie fey, who paid her little attention. Most of their interest was directed at Isiea as she followed. Hungry stares were directed at her, the eager grins and the eyes on the back of her neck. Nothing attracts faeries more than fear. A sidhe noble with a face that was all sharp angles smiled. He looked very similar to Ash, who wasn't here, who had left her alone in this court of monsters.

(i actually wasn't in the street. I was in a field and the police car was driving through it)

So he couldn't even see her?

(Whaaat? Are you sure?)

He could, he just chose not to.

Shes perfectly calm. She just silently stares up at Mab.

(according to my stepdad, yes. Hes the one eho saved me btw)

Why did he chose not too?

The Winter Queen's chill grew more pronounced the closer they got; soon it was so cold it hurt to breathe. Tiaothin reached the foot of the throne and bowed.

(Wow. Good for him. But...I am just so confused ngl)

Because. It's Luke. He ignores almost everyone.

Isiea follows suit, though her bow is much shorter and much less deep.

(lmao yeah it happens)

Dang Luke.