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This is taken from PENDRAGON which I’m struggling with right now. Hopefully it comes together by the August 9th deadline.
“Mordred!” I looked up, to find Macha running towards me. The wind blowing her raven locks into her eyes, forcing her to stop and brush her hair back behind her ears.
“Ems,” I greeted.
“Um…” I pretended to think. “I give up. What?”
“Queen Mab has said I can attend tonight’s solstice ball.”
I smiled. Knowing Mab as I did, meant I knew why Macha had been allowed to attend.
At nineteen Macha was considered of age amount fey kind. But I knew something Queen Mab didn’t about her youngest daughter.
Macha liked girls. I knew because I’d caught her with Evanthe in the stables when they thought nobody else was around.
Which would possibly put a spanner in tonight’s festivities. If I was correct in my assumptions, there was only one reason, I could think of as to why Queen Mab would allow Macha to the Solstice Ball. She’d found a suitor and was planning on marrying Macha off — tonight.
And Macha wouldn’t be happy. She’d be pissed. Her temper was well known throughout the Winter Court.