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Luis stood nearby, his face pale. Her purple coat hung from his shoulders. "Kaye," he said.
"What happened?" she asked. Kneeling by the body, Kaye slipped Adair's knife up her sleeve, the hilt hidden by the loose cradle of her hand.
"Neil killed him," Luis said finally, his voice low. "The Seelie fey don't like to see death—especially not here, in their court. It offends them, makes them remember that even they will eventually—”
Corny laughed suddenly. "I bet he didn't see that coming. Not from me.”
"We have to get out of here," Kaye said. "Corny! Get up!”
Corny looked up at her. He sounded strange, distant. "I don't think they're going to let me leave.”
Kaye glanced at the gathering crowd of fey. Silarial stood by Talathain. Ethine watched as Roiben spoke with Ellebere and Ruddles. Some of the folk pointed at the body in disbelief, others ripped at their garments and wailed.
"You promised Corny would be safe," Kaye told the Queen. She was stalling for time.
"He is safe," said Silarial. "While one of my people lies dead.”
"We're going." Kaye walked away from Corny. Her hands were trembling and she could feel the sharp edge of the knife against her skin. Just a few more steps.
"Let them go," Roiben said to Silarial.
Talathain turned his crossbow toward Roiben. "Do not presume to command her.”
Roiben laughed and drew out his sword, slowly, as if daring Talathain to fire. His eyes were full of rage, but he seemed relieved, as though the clarity of his hate pushed back his shame. "Come," he said. "Let us make another corpse between us two.”
Talathain dropped the crossbow and reached for his own blade. "Long have I waited for this moment.”
They circled each other as the folk moved back, giving them room.
"Let me fight him," said Dulcamara, dressed all in red, her hair in looping ropes stitched together with black thread.
Roiben smiled and shook his head. Turning toward Kaye, he mouthed, "Go," then swung at Talathain.
"Stop them," Silarial said to Kaye. "Order him to stop.”
Advancing and retreating, they seemed partners in a swift and deadly dance. Their swords crashed together.
Ethine took a step toward her brother and then halted. She turned pleading eyes to Kaye.
"Roiben," Kaye yelled. "Stop.”
He went still as stone. Talathain lowered his weapon with what appeared to be regret.
Silarial walked up to Roiben. She ran her hand over his cheek and then looked back at Kaye. "If you want to leave here with your friends," Silarial said, "you know what you must order him to do.”
Kaye nodded her head, walking toward them, her heart beating so hard that it felt like a weight inside her. She stopped behind Ethine. There had to be a way to get Luis and Corny and herself free before Silarial figured out that Kaye hadn't used Roiben's true name. She needed something she could bargain with, something she would be willing to trade.
Kaye put Adair's knife to Ethine's neck.
She heard her name echo in half a dozen shocked voices.
"Corny! Get up! Luis, help him!" She swallowed hard. "We're leaving right now.”
Silarial was no longer smiling. She looked stunned, her lips white. "There are things I could—”
"No!" Kaye shouted. "If you touch my mother, I'll cut Ethine. If you touch Luis's brother, I'll cut Ethine. I am going to walk out of here with Luis and Corny, and if you don't want her hurt, you and all of yours are just going to let me.”
"My Lady," Ethine gasped.
