A big man with a funny looking nose got up and talked. He spoke in the tongue of ancient fey instead of the progressive fey so I couldn’t really understand. He said gaikan a lot though and another word too that I learned from one of my friends. Duhasin —torture.

Mamu held my hand and smiled at me, but it didn’t reach her eyes and I could tell she didn’t mean it. Two trolls came in carrying a lord of the Court with them. I gasped at the sight of him. His hair had been chopped off!

“Mamu! Why did they cut his hair!? How could they?!” A faerie’s pride and glory was their hair, it was like a peacock’s tail or a siren’s song. It was shameful to have short hair. The only thing more prized than a faerie’s hair was their wings.

Mamu did not answer me, she just stared ahead like she hadn’t heard me.The trolls chained him to the floor and stepped off. A very handsome faerie stepped up behind him. I could see him talking to the faerie in chains but I only heard his last words. “Now starts your punishment.”