The Fall King smirks, "You are young and with Summer's heating temper. The deal is simple. Make this girl into a Summer-born." He gestures towards Aisling. "She remains MINE, but you have the news you crave." Aisling looked disturbed by this news. Though it was a possibility she never though that her Lord would see her turned Fae after so long. It would not free her of him, but there was no doubt this would be useful to him. The Fall King studied the younger with amusement. "It will help us both." He assured the younger once more, dangling the metaphorical carrot in front of Immerus's nose.