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Raven Silverlight

A smile spread across Raven's face as she listened to the poor mortal girl trying to figure out a way back to where she had come from. She clearly didn't realize the position that she was in. She was still looking at the life she'd enjoyed up until now as her future, how foolish. Whatever career or higher education she'd been seeking was now so far out of her reach it would be laughable if it wasn't so sad. Before Raven could think how to proceed however someone else entered the scene.

Raven leaned back against an ancient elder tree to watch. He wasn't fae. That much was obvious the moment he appeared. A human slave or pet evidently. He was new here. Not as new as the creature lying at Raven's feet but his time in the land of faerie was short lived. She guessed the longest he could have been in this realm was twenty years though she rather suspected it was closer to ten. Those that had spent longer periods in the world of the fae had a certain look to them. A kind of sheen or glow about their skin and eyes. Aisling Ní Cheallaighe, the girl born of ashes was prime example. This boy was still quite young and by the sound of his speech still inexperienced.

"My my, a true gentleman." Raven spoke, her voice hanging in the air. She turned to look at him her violet eyes shining among the white of the snow. Even if he was too green to know what the color of her eyes said about her race the look and the unusual vibrancy of them spelled danger. If he was prized enough possession of the Winter Queen he may have seen eyes belonging to others of her tribe preserved in her vault. It was no secret that they were considered a prize among the rulers of the fae world. If her eyes didn't broadcast her destructive ability the the diamond sword strapped to her hip certainly made the point clear.

Jessalyn interrupted Raven almost before she started. Still trying to find her way back to her own home. The fae girl turned and addressed Jessalyn directly. "Don't bother girl. Whatever it is you are trying to get back to is lost to you. Choose your next moves carefully. They will determine if you survive in your new life."

With that Raven turned her back on the blind girl. Raven had a number of human servants indebted to her in various positions in various courts but she did not particularly want one that was both blind and from all appearances stupid.

"Greetings Bain," as the word passed her lips Raven knew that he was telling the truth about it not being his true name. The word felt hollow on her tongue. She could feel the traces of his full name in the letters but there was no power to the word. Perhaps there was hope for him, he evidently wasn't as stupid as his appearance would suggest. 

"Give my regards to your Queen and let me give you some advice. Be wary of the 'help' you dole out in this realm. That creature won't survive here." Raven said gesturing to the blind girl on the ground. "She is damaged. Her impairment makes her useless as a servant. Perhaps she'll make a mildly amusing pet for a time but this world is not made to accommodate those without every advantage and the Winter Queen is not a patient woman. I'd keep my distance if you do not wish to be dragged down with her." To emphasize her point Raven snatched her staff from her back and slammed it into the tree next to her which was part of a canopy holding a bank of snow over the place where Jessalyn had stumbled into this land. Raven's blow to the tree destabilized the branches and the cold white blanket of the Winter Court came raining down on Jessalyn's head.

Raven became aware that someone was watching not far off, two someones in fact. She didn't let on that she knew of their presence though. Her hand rested on the hilt of Claíomh Solais just in case the hidden fae were foolish enough to attack. Raven settled back against the Elder tree curious as to how this would unfold.
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