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I hurried downstairs to intercept my visitor. Sian had stopped on the bridge to admire the moat.
I opened the door and waved.
The fairy broke into a broad grin and met me on the porch. “I like your moat, but its presence confuses me. Is it meant to be threatening or inviting?”
“Not sure. The moat was here when I bought the house.” I neglected to mention that it was also devoid of water until I made a deal with a mover and shaker in town known as Big Boss.
“I thought moats in the human world were no longer necessary in the modern age.”
“The original owner didn’t seem to feel that way.”
“If you intend it to keep others out, I suggest removing the bridge. It contributes to the mixed messaging.”
“But then I wouldn’t be able to leave.”
He turned to contemplate the bridge. “Perhaps a sign that warns people to beware of the hellhound.”
“I don’t have a hellhound.”
“I can recommend a rescue center.”
“I’ll take it under advisement.”
Sian noticed the cemetery to his left. “Isn’t it bad luck to live next door to the dead?”
“Depends on the dead.”
“I heard that,” Ray said, from somewhere in the vicinity.
Sian seemed uncertain whether I was joking.
“How can I help you?” I asked.
“Would you be kind enough to host me for the remainder of my visit?”
I couldn’t imagine Sage booting him out. She was much too polite. “What did Gran do?”
He grimaced. “She seems intent on harassing me to the point where I no longer feel comfortable sharing their quarters.”
“Oh, she wants to set you up with Sage?” It was understandable. Two attractive fae under one roof. The possibilities were endless.
“If only,” he replied. “While I was in the bath, she decided I required a sponge.”
An unsettling image entered my mind, and I quickly dismissed it. “I am so sorry.”
“Thankfully, she cannot move very fast. I was able to deal with the situation with minimal embarrassment.” He paused. “For both of us.”
“Look at that sweet face,” Nana Pratt said, alerting me to her presence. “You have to let him stay.”
“You might prefer one of the bed and breakfasts in town,” I told him. “I hear they’re very nice.”
He lowered his head. “That would require human currency.”
I understood his predicament.
“I apologize for the inconvenience. I was told you lived in a castle and assumed you had ample space.” He drew back to admire the facade. “It does seem more than adequate for one person.”
“Oh, let him stay, Lorelei,” Nana Pratt urged.
