She hops down off of Ares. "Sit down and stay." She tells the kelpie firmly.

He protests

Lise stared back at all of them.

"Stay." She repeats, more firmly. "And don't eat anybody here."

Fey lords and ladies parted for them, but whether out of respect or disdain, it was impossible to tell. Their eyes, cold and amused, gave nothing away. A green faery hound sniffed Isiea and growled as she passed, but other than that, the place was silent.

She ignores that. She calmly heads forward, trusting Ares to stay and not eat any of the nobility.

Lise began following Isiea.

Grimalkin was supposed to be leading them to Puck, but now Oberon wanted to see them. It seemed they were getting further and further from their goal of rescuing Ethan. Unless, of course, Oberon knew where Ethan was.


Unless Oberon was holding him hostage.

He better not be. Lord or not, if it means getting her brother back she will punch him in the face.

She stops when she's a few yards away. She refuses to bow, but she does dip her head.