When the two Archfey remained silent, unwaveringly so, I got my answer. "I see." I tried my best not to be angry at them, I really did. Nimue was a close friend and Fylaneiros was my Sire, my parent. But the secrecy was extremely irritating. "We’re leaving." I pulled away from Daphne a little, but not before she looked me in the eyes to give a solemn nod. She moved ahead of me and went up the stairs. Luna was conflicted by my declaration, her eyes darting between Nimue and myself.