They set out at dawn the next morning, and the lord of the manor seemed almost more concerned with sending Merwyn off respectfully than Adrien.
She supposed she couldn't blame him. Between the two, Adrien wasn't likely to do anything drastic like turn him into a frog, after all.
That...
And the lord did very much seem infatuated with the fae.
Personally, Emily thought if he ever got his wish granted and lived among the fae, even for a month or so, he'd be disabused of that notion quite thoroughly.
She hadn't wholly hated her time in the tower...but..well.
It certainly had been...an experience.
Especially the fae involved.
After they left, Merwyn cheerfully reached over to give her that pretty fae vision again, this time without even bothering to wait to ask or be asked.
Which was fine, because she'd been looking forward to it anyway.
