Quite late.

The sirens escort them back to the surface.

Yup. "Well, look whos back." There was a trio of Winter knights blocking her path, armored and dangerous looking, blue icicle shards stabbing up from their shoulders and helms.



She followed

Wren is still a little confused, but he's figured out generally what's going on.

She stopped and looked up at them. " can you move? "

She cursed herself for not asking how long it would take for him to get all of his memories back.



"Faolan." Ash nodded, moving subtly in front of Lise.

"Youve got some nerve to come back here, Ash," the middle knight said. His eyes glittered beneath his helm, glassy-blue and filled with loathing. "Mab was right to exile you. You should have stayed in the mortal realm where you belong."

Ash drew his sword, sending a raspy screech across the field. The knights tensed and quickly backed up, hands dropping to their own blades. "I will cut you into so many pieces theyll never find them all," Ash stated calmly. Faolan bristled and started forward, but Ash leveled the tip at him.

"We dont have time to play with you now, so Im going to ask you to move."

"Youre not a prince any longer, Ash," Faolan growled, drawing his own blade. "Youre just an exile, lower than goblin dung." He spat at Ash's feet, the spittle crystallizing in the grass, turning to ice. "I think its time we taught you your place, your highness."

" Can you do that another time? Theres more important things to be dealt with at the moment. "

He hasn't said anything yet. But, that's not too unusual- he only speaks when he has something to say.

More knights appeared, drawing their swords and hemming them in. There were five in all.


Right, but...still.

She sighs quietly. this is just...wonderful.