14 Poor Sucker (1/2)
Blair crossed her arms over her chest and huffed, offended. ”How long have you known me? Have I ever blabbed to anyone about anything? I am the black hole that all secrets come to but none ever leave.”
Ash sighed. ”Okay but you really can't tell anyone about her. Or me. I only came here to ask you about furniture!”
She waved her hand impatiently. ”We'll deal with that in a minute. Who is she?”
”I can't tell you her name but I can tell you that she's an earth fairy.”
Blair was dumbstruck. An earth fairy? Of all the races in the fae world that it could be she was outglamoured by an earth fairy? This didn't make any sense! Earth fairies were good with plants and dirt not illusion magic!
What was her specific power set? Her name? Her age? If she was one of the ancients and had been practicing for millennia it might be possible…
Blair was good at a lot of different branches of magic but inventing was her real specialty. Illusion magic was one of her weaker skills. Maybe everyone could do this with their glamours but no one else had ever tried because looking like a human in public was all they needed.
If this fairy was in hiding she must be desperate. Was changing her glamour borne of desperation or was there something more to it? Blair was dying to talk to her but Ash would never allow it. He was already giving her a death glare.
”Furniture,” he reminded her.
She let out a heavy sigh. There were so many better things to talk about, like the Cromwell clan's motives for finally making a move after so many generations or the mysterious fairy girl masquerading as a vampire.
”What about furniture?”
”I wanted to know if you were aware of any fae furniture makers in the area. I really don't want to bring humans to my new castle if I can avoid it but I don't know how to assemble things myself,” Ash confessed wearily, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.
”Try the place on Baltimore Avenue; it's run by elves. They should have what you're looking for.”
Blair tried very hard not to be crushed by disappointment. This drama was the most interesting thing that happened in decades and all he cared about was getting new furniture?!
”Are you going to rebuild the coven?” she dared to ask. ”Since you have a new castle and all.”
Ash's red eyes flashed murderously before going dull. ”No. I'm better off alone.”
Sympathy flooded through her. A vampire, alone? That wasn't how they worked. They might be kind of cold fishes on the surface but they cared deeply about their kin. He couldn't mean that.
Maybe he needed a few decades to cool off and recover from the loss before rebuilding. But that did raise the question of who would even be willing to rebuild with him. Finding a female vampire who would leave her coven behind was incredibly unlikely.