"I Can't you believe you, Indy? He's not going to chop me to pieces, put me in his car, and toss me into the Hudson River! It's Greenwich Village, for crying out loud! It's got the perfect water and everything."
"I just don't trust him and I don't think you should either. He's not all he seems," Indiana said as she took a seat and watched Iridessa get ready. After answering the doorbell, she had everything she needed – another fae disguised as a human had delivered a letter from the empire. And if things couldn't get any worse, they now had a demon king in their case. This wasn't what she wanted, and she hadn't talked to Nat yet about that display.
"What could possibly go wrong? Just two adults in a restaurant talking, nothing to it. I'm not going to his house or anything," Iridessa said as she brushed her hair. From the mirror, she noticed the concerned look on Indiana's face, and a thought crossed her mind.
