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I sat on the couch, rubbinghow ridiculously difficult the queen’s job was It was no wonder they got so bitchy and ruthless Poas a crushing weight Then again, Fae queens didn’t get headaches They felt no pain at all, and as far as I knew, suffered no physical de, I sank inward and accessed the Elixir of Life Not forfor topics like Healing Hule tab; no surprise there Why would a Fae care to (a) heal a human, (b) make any files about it if they did

That was yet another lis were co it Why would I make a file on how to brush hed and shook s were--stolen froo It wasn’t capable of "healing," it dra that consuh price: barrenness and, in tie of the is, and I did When a Fae died, there was no afterlife At best they drifted, their essence scattered to the molecules of the world on which they’d died At worst they were sione as if they’d never been I was fascinated to discover the Fae believed huain with many different lives, eternally But a dead Fae could never have its essence scraped back together to beco else

I wondered what made the Fae decide a nearly immortal existence without children or pain--but very little pleasure either--orth it, suddenly apprehending them not as a vastly more powerful race, but cowards I’d rather roll the dice, play the lottery, enjoy an unpredictable and sometimes scary eternity of passion and pain than the fate they’d chosen to eardless, the elixir was not the answer for Dancer

The bell above my door tinkled as it opened and closed My head lifted

And my heart sank

Lor stalked into the bookstore, an enor dressed in black leather pants, boots, and a Woodstock tee that looked like it inal "Hey, Mac"

"Barrons isn’t here," I said hastily

He sliced his head to the left "Not looking for him I came to see you"

Well, shit He was pretty much the last person I wanted to see I couldn’t look at hi to explode

When he dropped onto the couch, the fraht Lor, like the rest of the Nine, stood well over six feet and was massively muscled and badly scarred With thick blond hair and chiseled good looks, he was the fun-loving caveh boed to leave the stupor when he moved on He had a soft spot for women and children and had been Dani’s shadow for years, without her ever knowing it

I’d sent Jo to him After she broke up with Ryodan, I’d taken one look into her red-rioing to be able to toe that line One way or another, if she didn’t o back