Page 117 of Dead Weight


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“She is unhappy with me at the moment.”

“Yeah, I might be on board with that sentiment. What’s the real reason you want to find your sister?”

“I told you. I have heard my mother’s cries in the night. She is mourning my father’s passing…”

I tipped my head back and pretended to snore. “Cut the bullshit, Sian. What’s the real reason or, so help me, I will call Sarah right now and cancel the whole plan.”

Sian heaved a sigh. “Remember the Unseelie fairy I mentioned? The one I said I have not seen.”

“Yes,” I said slowly.

“It is true we have not seen each other, but we have stayed in contact. We would like permission to marry. I thought if I could bring my mother joy in her darkest hour, she might be willing to give us her blessing.”

“You mean you thought if you could manipulate her, she’d change her mind. And you thought you could manipulate me into helping you.” Which he did, effortlessly.

“You are angry.”

My shoulders sagged. “No, Sian. Just disappointed.” I paused. “That’s worse in the human world, by the way.”

“I truly do desire to make my sister’s acquaintance. It is not only for mother’s sake, although my mother will also be disappointed when she learns of my treachery.”

I sighed. “It isn’t treachery. She knows your heart was in the right place.”

Sian fixed his gaze on me. “And you?”

“You don’t owe me anything. I’m not your mom.”

Sian hung his head. “But I was not entirely truthful with you.”

“Yeah, I sort of got that when your mother crashed through my gate like the Hulk.”

“I am deeply ashamed,” Sian said. “Lying is abhorrent to my kind.”

“You didn’t outright lie. You skirted the truth.”

His cheeks grew flushed. “I sincerely apologize. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.”

“You’re a son with great love for the family he has and the one he wants to create for himself,” I said. “There’s nothing to forgive.”

“Thank you,” he whispered.

We joined his mother in the kitchen, and I put the kettle on to boil.

“What in Faerie is that contraption?” his mother asked.

I followed her incredulous gaze. “My computer.”

She bellowed with laughter. “And here I thought this realm was supposed to be lightyears ahead with technology.”

My phone jolted me from my stupefied state, and I spotted Phaedra’s name on the screen. “Excuse me for a moment. I need to take this call.”

“Is it Sarah?” Sian asked, and I shook my head in response.

“I’ll make the tea,” Nana Pratt trilled. “You deal with the phone call.”

I ducked into the dining room. “I could really use good news right now.”

“I think I found it!” Phaedra’s voice was so loud, I had to draw the phone away from my ear.

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