The light Fae smiles wickedly. :Forget about my heritage so soon, Othoe? My Bonded has caught your changeling. It is in mortal peril, so you probably will not be getting information from it.: she looks at Puck. A black..nothing..begins to form behind the Kali'dins. :It took you long enough. Good bye.: as it solidifies, Okoh and V'oho race their mounts through it and vanish.
