Corrie stared at the faerie rulers. All her other questions had gone out of her head. They’d been planning this for… years? But what exactly had they been planning? And, perhaps more importantly, had they succeeded? Because whatever their plans were, if hurting Dawn and screwing up their magic with bad information was only part of it, it couldn’t be good news.
Dawn managed to ask first. “But what have you been planning? What’s the purpose of all this?”
Belara looked at Feloc. “Shall we tell them?”
“We might as well,” said Feloc. “They’re not going anywhere.”