Will the magic come back if I relax again? I asked, swallowing bile. I was safe. Adam was here, had been here the whole time. Nothing bad had happenedthough I remembered the feel of the weeping ghosts attempt to take control of my body. What would have happened if Zee hadnt built wards into the doorway that I could cross and the ghost could not? The walls of the room confined me when the coyote inside me wanted to run until I focused my eyes on Adam again. In his steady regard, I read my safetyas ridiculous as my need for it was. If the ghost had gained control, hed have dealt with itas hed dealt with the fae magic that had turned me into a helpless doll.
No, said Zee firmly. It isnt so easy to work magic upon you,Liebchen. One chance was all it had. Probably youd have recovered on your own after a few days. The Fairy Queens Gift is weak, a designed weakness that brought about the downfall of the fairy queen who depended upon it too much.
I nodded, and the tightness in my belly eased.
Zee looked at Tad.It also isnt so easy to destroy an artifact, powerful or not. I would never advocate it because it would put me in trouble with the Gray Lords. He looked at the black blade and smiled a little, handing it back to Tad. Hier, mein Sohn. You take this for a while. You might find it useful. Be careful, though, it is a hungry sword and likes best to eat magicand it has a habit of betraying its wielder.
Tad smiled, worked whatever magic was necessary to turn it back into a steel grip with no blade in sight, and tucked it into the pocket of his jeans.I understand, he said. And I know the stories about this sword.
Good. Zee looked at me. Removing the silver isnt going to be pleasant, Mercy. He glanced at Adam. But we have to do it now or maybe never. I dont know if Ill be able to use the mirror gate again. He frowned. Ariana could attempt it, but her magic is not what it once was. Tad has the magic, but he doesnt know enough to ad-lib such a spell.
Is magic ever pleasant? I asked. Id rather you did it. Id been hoping the old gremlin could do something about my little silver problem, and I wasnt going to let a little PTSD moment stop me. I braced myself, closed my eyes, and made sure I had control of my face.
Zee laid his hands on my cheeks and filled me with his magic. It didnt hurt at first. Zees magic had a flavor, one that spoke of oil, metal, movement, and red heat. I could feel the call of his magic, and it felt very different from the way Id called the silver out of Adam. Gradually, my feet started to tingle, but as soon as that tingle started to travel upward, the sensation in my feet changed to a sizzle like the bite of a red ant or two that rapidly increased to a thousand. The sensation followed the tingle all the way up my body.
Ow, ow, ow, I chanted.
It didnt hurt when she took the silver from me, Adam said, sounding unhappy.
I shut up. I could deal with a little stinging; okay, a lot of stinging. I didnt need to upset Adam.
Not being Coyotes child with a mystical connection to a werewolf, I have to follow the rules of magic, Zee told Adam. He pulled his hand away from my skin and frowned at the disk of silver he held while I caught my breath. This is a lot of silver to have scattered in your body, Mercyand we are not finished yet. And you said that you already rid yourself of some of it?
Adam nodded.I saw the bedroom floor. He must have gone to Kyles first, then, and followed me to Sylvias. More silver came out than went in. They gave me five or so good shots of the stuff, but nowhere near the amount on the floor.
Conservation of matter, said Asil, would indicate that perhaps she pulled the silver from more than just you. How bad is the pack?
Conservation of matter, said Tad astringently, is a funny concept when expressed by a werewolf. Who knows better that magic makes science blink than a 170-pound man who turns into a 250-pound werewolf?
They are not as bad as Id feared, Adam said slowly, though he acknowledged Tads comment with a smile. I hadnt considered that she might have helped the lot of us. Most of them are still pretty sickbut Warren and Darryl are almost back to normal. Still, if there had been that much silver, even scattered through all the pack, we would all be dead.
But there are still some sick from the silver? Zee asked.
Yes.
Zee waved to Tad.Come over here and put your hand over mine, Ill show you how to do this so you can heal Adams pack.
Cool, I said without enthusiasm, but my hackles had smoothed out again. I get to be a teaching exercise.
Like a dog with a face full of porcupine quills, I found it harder to stand still and let silver be drawn out a second time. But the pain did focus my attention on the present, as did Adams grim face. I gave him a cheery smile, and his frown deepened.
Zee taught magic the way he taught mechanickingby making Tad do all the work while he stood behind him and made acerbic corrections. He did it in Old German, and though I can get by in modern German, the old stuff sounds a bit like Welsh spoken by a Swedish man with marbles in his mouth.
In the end, Tad held a dime-sized bit of silver, I rubbed the cramps out of my thighs, and Adam stalked back and forth like an enraged baboon Id seen once at a zoo. Asil had retreated to the far corner of the room with a book, to keep his presence from inciting Adam further.
If Tad intends to do this to the werewolves, I said through gritted teeth because every muscle on my body was cramping with equal insistence, then Adam will have to hold them down.
Adam stalked over to me and began kneading my shoulders. I sighed in relief and let him work on them while I turned my attention to my left calf.
It wont be so difficult with the wolves, said Zee. Their bodies are already working to get rid of the silver, and all it will require is a little assistance. They also heal faster.
Ill keep watch, Adam promised me. Tad wont take any harm.
So are the fae planning on taking over the world? I asked Zee.
He laughed so hard, he couldnt speak for a few minutes. The short answer is yes, he told me cheerfully.
Asil set aside his book and quit pretending he was not interested.
But? I said, and he laughed again.
Liebchen, he said.If they could all point their swords in the same direction for more than ten seconds, they just might manage something scary. The reality is that everyone is tired of merely surviving and is looking for a way to thrive in this new world of iron. He shrugged. I dont know what will happen except that things are changing.
I heard someoneCoyotesay that change is neither good nor bad, I told him.
Behind me, Adam made a wolfish noise that meant disagreement.The older you are, the more you fear change, even if you think you are in charge.Especially if you think you are in charge. There are a lot of very old fae.
Zee inclined his head to Adam in a move that looked a lot more royal in his own shape than it did when hed done it while wearing his human-seeming. As you say. I would tell you that there is nothing to worry about except that there is. There are a lot of fae who hate the humans, Mercy. Some fae hate them for the iron encircling the world, some hate them for the loss of the old Underhill even though we have replaced it, and some hate humans for their ease of procreation. He sighed and looked old. Hatred is not a useful thing.
To hear you saythatthat is a thing I never thought to hear no matter how old I became. Asil laughed and Zee raised an imperial eyebrow and someone who didnt know him might not have seen the wry humor in his eyes.
Not useful, Zee said, then looked as though he was listening to something, though my ears didnt pick up anything strange. But it is powerful. Someone is knocking at my door, I must return. He put his hand on his sons shoulder. Stay safe.