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"Oh, my," Gwen said faintly "You mean, she’s solid and then she’s not? As in, she’s beco from me," Farley said stiffly " ’twould make one sound quite addled, such an assertion"

"And she’s asking for me?" Drustan said irritably How could that be? The only people he knew in the twenty-first century were those he’din on the MacKeltar estate He’d certainly not made the acquaintance of anyone with solidity problerih of spells and enchant for that one" Farley nodded at Dageus

"Me?" Dageus looked startled Glancing at Chloe, he shrugged "I have no idea, lass"

Exhaling gustily, Drustan stood So much for peace and quiet and siht ever be nor century " ’twould seem we’d best find out," he said "Somehow I doona think we’ll be so fortunate that this lass with ‘solidity probleo non-solid in a permanent fashion and leave us all in peace"

When he eus, Gwen, and Chloe were close on his heels

Gabby stood in the entrance of the castle, shaking her head, stunned

Adam hadn’t bothered to tell her that the MacKeltars lived in acastle with round turrets and square towers, enclosed by a hty stone wall, and replete with reat hall of which alone could have sed her entire eleven-room Victorian

Nor had he given her any warning that she h her hair or powder her nose and try to make herself presentable toto aristocrats orpeerage or whatever manner of lordly people occupied castles

Nope, just another abrupt dropping of Gabby O’Callaghan, sleep-deprived and unkempt, into yet another unfathomable situation, wholly unprepared

She tilted back her head, exas An intricately carved balustrade encircled the hall on the second floor, and an elegant double staircase swept down fro sides, met in the middle, and descended in one wide train of marble stairs It was a staircase out of a fairy tale, the kind a princess own, on her way to a ball

Brilliant tapestries adorned the walls, plush rugs were scattered about, and colorful stained glass es in the hall were massive carved pieces, detailed with coe enough for grown h-backed chairs tufted with rich brocades, and arranged beside glea accent tables

Corridors shot off in all directions, and she couldn’t even begin to iine how many rooms were in the place A hundred? Two hundred? Coeon? she wondered fancifully

It wasn’t until they’d begun cli private drive to the estate that Adah sketchy, bit of information that the MacKeltars were descended from an ancient line of Druids that had served the Tuatha Dé Danaan for aeons--and were the sole upholders of Man’s side of The Compact between human and Fae

"The Cohan Books held scant infor to realize that if she survived all of this, she was going to be able to add a wealth of inforenerations-- they held to date

Perhaps she’d even get to see the sacreder, thing, whatever The Compact was--she didn’t even knohat it was supposed to look like And how ht the MacKeltars be able to tell her about the Fae? As upholders of the treaty, they should know a great deal She couldn’t wait to pick their brains

She snorted softly, not hts She’d spent her entire life deter to open the Books, turning studiously away, and suddenly she was eager to know as han Books had been wrong about s, and just horong

Only then ht she be able to make some sense of the dark, seductive Fae prince who had blasted into her life and turned it so completely upside down