In Glenmore there are unspoken rules: if you meet a fae, run! Don’t approach it, don’t help it, and don’t wait until it names its own name—and especially don’t say what your name is. These treacherous creatures only wait for you to steal your soul.
My curiosity turned out stronger than common sense. I broke the rules, and now the dark fae has become my debtor. What could be worse than that? Only hearing the Song of the Waves and discovering that I’m not human, either!