Briefly entertained by the idea of Ivan clutching his pearls over anything, ever, Ilde put one hand to her mouth as she slid down from the balcony rail. "I wasn't aware. The personals here must be fascinating." She was absently sure that Réjean would know about that, if there were anything to know.

"I'm curious, though, what's more interesting to you? Fairy blood or fairy knickers?" So to speak.