Annwyl shook her head. The Between normally slows the process a great deal, thats why its a haven for exiles, but its not working for me anymore. Once the Fade starts, nothing can stop it, except returning to the Nevernever. And thats not an option. Titania herself would have to lift my banishment, and we all know how likely that is.
So Keirran is trying to find a way to stop it, I mused, and Annwyl nodded. Well, at least we knew what he was doing, even if we didnt know where he was. But why come here? I asked. What do you want me to do?
I dont know. The Summer faery covered her face; she seemed on the verge of tears. Ive just...Ive tried everything else. Everyone else. I even tried to contact Grimalkin, but hes vanished, too. Or hes not answering me.
What about Leanansidhe? She has a whole network of minions. If anyone could find him, she could.
Shes been trying. After a visit from the Prince Consort of Mag Tuiredh, shes had her people out looking for him, too, but no one can track him down.
The Prince Consort of Mag Tuiredh meant Ash. Both Ash and Meghan were out looking for Keirran, and they probably had others scouring the Nevernever for him, too. After I told Meghan about Keirrans promise to the Forgotten Queen, it wasnt surprising.
Annwyl swallowed, giving me a pleading look. Please, Ethan Chase. Im desperate. Youre his friendI thought you could help. Or at least have an idea of where to find him.
I raked a hand through my hair. I havent seen him, I told her. Meghan showed up last night with the same question, but he hasnt come to me. I have no idea where Keirran could have gotten to or who hes hanging out with. A thought crept into my head, turning my insides cold. Annwyl, has Leanansidhe lost any more exiles? Has she been keeping track of what the Forgotten are doing?
She has. The faerys eyes glittered. There havent been any more disappearances, at least not on that scale. The Forgotten are lying low, it seems. And as far as we can tell, Keirran isnt with them.
Are you sure?
Yes. The Summer faery gave a firm nod. Leanansidhe is keeping a close eye out. There have been glimpses of the Forgotten from time to time, but Keirran is never with them. Annwyl hesitated, picking at my bedspread. Apparently, Keirran is on the move and never in the same spot for any length of time. There have been rumors of where hes been, but by the time anyone gets there, hes long gone.
I relaxed. So, at least he hadnt gone back to the Forgotten Queen just yet. But if that wasnt the case, where the hell was he? What was he doing?
Kenzie hopped onto my bed, sitting beside the Summer faery like that was a perfectly normal thing to do. Is there anything you know of that can stop this? she asked gently. What Keirran might be looking for?
No. Annwyl shook her head. Theres nothing. Glamour slows it down. Iron and technology speed it up. Thats how its always been. Weve tried to find a way to cure itexiles and banished fey have struggled against the Fade for centuries. But the only way to stop it completely is to return to the Nevernever.
I took the note from where Kenzie had put it on my desk, scanning it again, searching for any hint of where my hardheaded nephew could be. The letter says something about price, I muttered. That probably means hes looking to either buy something or make some kind of deal. Never a good idea in Faery.
I crossed to my desk and sank down into the chair, thinking. All right, I muttered, leaning back, where is he going? What is he looking for? I glanced at Annwyl again. You said hes been seen before he disappears. Where?
All over the place, Annwyl replied. Cairo, New York, the goblin market in Dublin
I sat up straighter in the chair. The girls blinked at me as I reached into my desk drawer and pulled out a leather journal, faded and worn with use.
What is that? Kenzie wanted to know.
Research, I muttered, flipping to a certain page with the words Known market locations scrawled across the top. Several places had been jotted down in messy rows, rumors and locations Id picked up over the years. Id written them down for the sole purpose of knowing when and how to avoid them. Everything Ive learned or have discovered about the fey. Including goblin markets.
Whats a goblin market? Kenzie asked.
A place where the fey come together to deal, sell and make bargains, Annwyl replied. You can find almost anything there, if you know where to look.
So, a faery black market.
Pretty much, I said. Theyre all over the place, and they sell almost anything for the right price. If I were trying to find something without being asked too many questions, thats where I would go.
So, we need to find a goblin market?
Its not that easy, I told her, still scanning the list. You cant just walk into one. Most goblin markets move around or are only in a particular spot at a particular time. Even if Keirran is hitting the goblin markets, I dont know where to find... I trailed off as my gaze rested on one of the market locations. Dammit. Of course this would happen now, just when my life was starting to be normal.
Kenzie frowned. What is it?
I sat back in the chair. New Orleans, I muttered, glaring at the journal, as if it was the cause of my headaches. One of the biggest goblin markets in the country comes to New Orleans every month, on the night of the full moon.
I felt Annwyls gaze on me. Do you think hell be there?
I dont know, Annwyl. I rubbed at my eyes, frustrated. We could be grasping at straws. All I know is, if Keirran wants to find something expressly forbidden or dangerous, the goblin markets are as good a place as any. No one asks questions, and no one cares who you are.
The first full moon, Kenzie mused, then jerked upright on the bed. Thats this weekend! That means we only have three days to figure out how were getting up there without our parents blowing a gasket.
Whoa, wait a second. I stood quickly, holding up my hands. Who said were going anywhere?
Ethan. She gave me an exasperated look. Keirran is my friend and your sisters son. Annwyl came to us for help. Are you really going to stand there and tell me youre not going to do anything?
Kenzie... I paused. If I agreed to this, I would be plunging right back into that world I hated. Chasing down my half-fey nephew, searching for him at a goblin market, lying to my parents again; I didnt want more faery drama. And I didnt want to drag Kenzie into more dangerous situations, not with everything shed already been through. And not when I was on such thin ice with her father.
But she was right. Keirran was out there. And even though he was part fey, stubborn, infuriating and probably going to get me in a lot of trouble, he was family. More than family, more than my nephew and Meghans son; he was a friend.
And Annwyl was in danger now, too. The Summer girl mightve been part of the Seelie Court, but I didnt want to see her Fade away to nothing. Shed risked a lot by coming here and obviously cared for the Iron Prince as much as he did her. If she disappeared, I didnt know what Keirran would do, but it would probably be fairly drastic.
Her green eyes watched me now, beseeching, and I raked both hands through my hair. Ill think of something, I told them both, seeing Kenzie smile at me and Annwyl sag with relief. Right now, though, I need to take Kenzie home. Annwyl, youre welcome to stay here if you like. I can get the sleeping bag down if you need a place to sleep. Though Id never thought Id offer to let a faery stay in my room. Again. The last time itd happened, Todd, the half phouka, and his piskie friend had spent the night, and I hadnt gotten a wink of sleep.
Her green eyes watched me now, beseeching, and I raked both hands through my hair. Ill think of something, I told them both, seeing Kenzie smile at me and Annwyl sag with relief. Right now, though, I need to take Kenzie home. Annwyl, youre welcome to stay here if you like. I can get the sleeping bag down if you need a place to sleep. Though Id never thought Id offer to let a faery stay in my room. Again. The last time itd happened, Todd, the half phouka, and his piskie friend had spent the night, and I hadnt gotten a wink of sleep.
Annwyl nodded solemnly. I am...grateful, Ethan Chase, Annwyl said. I would not have come if I did not think you could help.
I nodded, knowing that was the closest the fey got to saying thank-you, as they never spoke the actual words. Leaving the house, I told Mom I was taking Kenzie home, and we walked down the driveway in silence, me scanning the bushes and shadows for this mysterious Thin Man. If he was anywhere nearby, I didnt see him.
I unlocked and opened the truck door for Kenzie, but instead of climbing in, she stepped close and put her arms around me. Well, she said as mine slipped around her waist, here we go again.
I sighed, knowing it was useless to argue or try to convince her not to go. Tonight, anyway. You are way too eager for this, I told her, and she grinned cheekily. It would be so much easier if you were one of those girls who ran away screaming.
She laughed. Sorry, tough guy. Looks like you got the abnormal girlfriend who talks to little green men and sees invisible things. Her cool fingers slipped into my hair, and my stomach knotted. But you know you can vent to me about any of this, right? You dont have to face them all by yourself anymore.
My voice came out kind of husky. I know. I just... I want you to be safe.
Her smile turned bittersweet. I dont have that kind of time.
The porch light winked on, Moms way of letting me know she was still up, and I winced. Come on, I said, reluctantly drawing back. Ill take you home.
After dropping Kenzie off at her houseand the stomach-curling good-night kiss in the drivewayI returned home to find Annwyl in the living room, hovering over my moms potted plants. The wilted houseplants looked better than they ever had under Moms not-so-green thumb, but having a faery wandering around my home made me nervous, even if it was Annwyl, and I steered her back into my room.
Where would you like me to sleep? she asked as I closed the door. Mom had finally gone to bed, but Dad might be home any minute and didnt need to hear me talking to myself in the wee hours of the morning. Annwyl regarded me solemnly. If you have charms placed around your house, I could go outside. I dont think the Thin Man will come through the wards.
But she sounded frightened, and I shook my head. No, Annwyl, Im not going to make you sleep outside, especially if something is after you. I scrubbed a hand through my hair, not liking the other alternative but seeing no other choice. You can stay here. Take the bed, in factI have a sleeping bag in the closet.
Her eyes widened. Oh no, that would be improper, she protested, looking stunned. Especially since I owe you so much. You are the Iron Queens brother. I cannot presume to sleep in the princes bed.
Annwyl, youre not a servant anymore. I opened the closet and hauled the sleeping bag and pillow from the top shelf. That changed the second Titania banished you from the Nevernever. And Im definitely not a prince. I turned, tossing the sleeping bag on the floor, unrolling it with my foot. Youre not with Titania or Leanansidhe now. Youre a guest here, and you dont owe me anything.
She gazed at me, still unsure, and my heartbeat picked up. I wont lie; Annwyl was beautiful. Big green eyes, shining brown hair, her body soft and graceful beneath her dress. I was a guy, after all, and I wasnt blind. But seeing her didnt make my stomach twist with nerves or the corners of my mouth want to turn up in a smile like they did with Kenzie. Besides, Annwyl was someone elses, someone whose insane protective streak ran even deeper than mine, and she was a faery on top of that. So that pretty much killed any tempting thoughts about having a beautiful girl spend the night in my room.
Take the bed, I told her again, pointing to the mattress. I know this is a little awkward, but well have to get through it until we can find Keirran. Hopefully it wont be too long.
After the Summer faery finally fell asleep on my mattress, I lay awake on the floor, thinking. About Keirran and his whereabouts, what he thought he was doing: hiding from everyone, dragging me into his problems. About Annwyl. She was Fading, dying, really, and the Iron Prince had to be frantic to save her, if there was a way at all. How the hell I would convince my parents that I needed to disappear again.
But mostly, I thought about Mackenzie and how I was going to protect her from the world she insisted on being a part of.
CHAPTER SIX
GUROS ADVICE
School the next day was...interesting, to say the least.
Word had definitely spread, probably from the moment Kenzie and I had left the theater parking lot. People stared at me in the hallsnot that they hadnt before, but it was almost full-blown paparazzi-style now. Whispers and unsubtle glances followed me down the corridors, and I was sure I saw one or two camera phones aimed at meor it couldve been my paranoid imagination. I kept my head down and my usual ignore-everyone stance going until I reached my locker. Only to discover two girls were already there, and none of them was Kenzie.
Hey, Ethan. The tallest of the pair gave me a hesitant smile, flipping her blond hair over one shoulder. Id seen this girl in class, though Id never spoken to her and knew only that she was one of Kenzies friends. Christy? Chelsea? Something like that.
Can I help you? I asked, reaching past her to open my locker.
Um, well. I...we...wanted to know if you would sit with us this afternoon. We never see you at lunch, and now that youre with Kenzie, the four of us should hang out sometime.
No, thanks.
A pause, where the duo eyed each other nervously but didnt back off. Why not? Christy/Chelsea demanded. Kenzie always sits at our table. Arent you going to eat with your girlfriend?
Well, the short answer was getting me nowhere. Clearly, I was going to have to step my Mean Asshole persona up a bit.
I slammed the locker door, making them both jump, and turned to stare them down. What part of no dont you understand? I said, forcing my voice to be hard and cold.
The girls shrank back and wouldve fled, but a soft hand suddenly traced my back, and Kenzie stepped around me to smile at them.
Hey, guys. If she felt the obvious tension between me and the other two girls, she didnt comment on it. I need to talk to Ethan for a second. Wait for me?
The girls nodded and backed off, giving me dark, unfriendly looks, before hurrying around a corner. I swallowed and turned to face Kenzie, who was watching me with amused exasperation.
Are you terrorizing my friends, tough guy?
They were stalking me, I answered, gesturing in the direction the girls had gone. What do you want me to do?
My girlfriend shook her head. You could try being nice, she suggested. I know its in there somewhere. Ive seen it, at least twice.