" the Briars? "

He snickered, moving out of slapping range. "Until next time." With another mocking bow, he slipped away.


"Yup. It's basically a huge briar patch just with trods to...everywhere."

She just rolls her eyes. Shes somewhat used to people doing stuff like that. She doesnt like it much, but shes learned to tolerate it.

" where is it? "

Two satyrs padded through the briar-covered gates of the courtyard, holding pale trumpets that looked made of bone. They raised the horns to their lips and blew a keening blast, one that set the Unseelie Court to howling. Atop her throne of ice, Mab watched the procedures with a faint smile.
"Gotcha!" hissed a voice, and something pinched her painfully on the butt.



"Yeah...still don't have a clue."

She whips around and takes out her knife.

" seriously? "

It was Tiaothin, who laughed and danced away. "You're an idiot."


"Yeah, seriously. But the Briars are huge, so they can't be that hard to find, right?"

She glares at her, but calms down pretty quickly. No need to get worked up about something small.

" so is the Wyldwood. We literally haven't gotten anywhere. "