The figure chuckles, the woman finds herself in the halls of iron itself- to a guest room.  The room is spacious, but not empty feeling,   paintings, and furniture, a wardrobe, a small table and chairs,  the room even has a small hearth- Obviously fae avoid Lask's metal home... 
No fae would live even entering the doorway.  He  raises a glass,  she notices there's a  Wooden removable floor in the room, and a slightly smaller fae. It flees before it can be seen, causing the gremlin to roll his eyes. "I see your alright." he smiles "You lived after all, little one."