The fae guards recognized me instantly. My face was on their 'Do Not Offend' list, and my security clearance was high enough to get me into most rooms short of the Chancellor's bedroom. They bowed and let me pass without a word.
I slipped into the main hall, my footsteps silent on the marble. The Court was a marvel of cascading falls of liquid light, white marble, and a central desk that looked like it had been carved from a single, massive diamond.
I saw her. She was standing at the high counter, looking tiny and out of place against the opulence. I tucked myself behind a decorative pillar of living ivy, letting my wolf-senses sharpen.
"I'm here for the appointment," Elowen was saying, her voice muffled but clear enough for my ears. Marisol sent me. She said there was a tonic ready for collection."
