Breakfast wrapped up pretty quickly after that, Meira and Owen volunteering to clean while Gram's magic interjected from time to time to speed the process. Trill and I left them to it, retiring to the back yard.

"You might not be able to reach your grandmother through the family wards," I told her as the cool grass crumpled under my bare feet, the touch of the Sidhe Wild Hunt, sleeping far below the earth whispering to me in its slumber. "But then again, I have no idea what ...