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I was thinking about my father, I said.

But yet the comparison of the two cities saddens you. Why?

I've never seen your hair when it wasn't braided or tied in a club. I've never seen it loose, I said.

I've never seen your hair when it wasn't braided or tied in a club. I've never seen it loose, I said.

Your thoughts are far away, Meredith, Doyle said.

None of my direct relatives were involved in Hitler's death, so I don't know for sure, but I suspect strongly that something simply ate her.

Your thoughts are far away, Meredith, Doyle said.

None of my direct relatives were involved in Hitler's death, so I don't know for sure, but I suspect strongly that something simply ate her.

I'm sorry, Doyle, were you speaking to me? I shook my head.

His head cocked to one side, studying me. The movement pulled some of his hair farther out of his cloak to fold under but not fall free as he straightened his neck. I have felt your power, Princess, I cannot deny it.

I was still walking at his side, hands on his arm, but for a moment only my body had been there. It startled me to realize how far away I'd been.

Would you prefer that we be out among the humans, working with them, mating with them like the fey that stayed behind in Europe? They are no longer fey, just another minority.

None of my direct relatives were involved in Hitler's death, so I don't know for sure, but I suspect strongly that something simply ate her.

None of my direct relatives were involved in Hitler's death, so I don't know for sure, but I suspect strongly that something simply ate her.

I take that as a great compliment coming from you, Doyle. I know how much store you set by your oath.

But yet the comparison of the two cities saddens you. Why?

Doyle looked up at the mounds. And now it is quiet, almost deserted.

Hitler used the wizards he'd gathered to trap and destroy the lesser fey. His fey allies didn't desert him. They turned on him without warning. Humans would have felt the need to distance themselves from him, to warn him of their change of heart, or maybe that was an American ideal. It certainly wasn't a fey ideal. The allies found Hitler and all the wizards hanging up by their feet in his underground bunker. They never found his mistress, Eva Braun. Every once in a while the tabloids say that Hitler's grandson has been found.

But yet the comparison of the two cities saddens you. Why?

His head cocked to one side, studying me. The movement pulled some of his hair farther out of his cloak to fold under but not fall free as he straightened his neck. I have felt your power, Princess, I cannot deny it.

I'm sorry, Doyle, were you speaking to me? I shook my head.

I was thinking about his medals that he won in World War II.

I shook my head. I don't know. Thinking about faded glory, I guess. The mounds remind me of the plaza in Washington, D. C. All that energy and purpose. It must have been like that here once.

What were you thinking about so very hard? he asked. The lights played over his face, painting colored shadows against his black skin. It was almost as if his skin reflected the lights like carved and polished wood. I was touching his arm, so I could feel the warmth, the muscles underneath, the softness of his skin. His skin felt like anyone's skin, but light didn't reflect off skin, not like that.

A look passed over his face, some serious thought that I couldn't read. I'd never been around a man whose face reflected so many emotions, and yet been able to read so few of them. You are Meredith, Princess of Flesh, and as sidhe as I am. That I will stake my oath on.

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