Chapter 562: Retreat

Like most of the Sidhe realm, what seemed like an impossibly long journey from one place to the next took almost no time at all. I just considered asking Thalion how long it would take to reach the border after setting out again, heading toward the storm-of course we were-when the air itself seemed to sigh and shift, the sky dulling. A thin, wavering line of green fire appeared in the grass, separating where we stood from the continued expanse of ground. I almost asked why it hadn't looked like this before and rolled my eyes instead.

More glamour. I was getting very sick of my eyes lying to me.

At least the other side of the magical barrier looked more ordinary. Made me wonder if the Unseelie King was less into the fake presentation or if he'd grunge things up just to push the limits. I'd heard only bad things about the dark court. While the Seelie were tricksy and more than a little arrogant, all tales I'd heard of the Unseelie made me wince. Monsters welcome. Though, from my experi