“How on earth will you sneak in?"
"I will notsneak.I will simply walk. "
The collar of my cloak had begun to itch against my neck like sandpaper. I ignored it.
Ariadne looked as if she thought she'd misheard me. "What?"
"I've done it before," I said. "Once at a goblin court in Shetland. Last year I walked into a winter fair in Ljosland and made off with two captives. You cannot hope to evade the notice of the courtly fae in their realm; the only option is deception. Pretense."
"And--- who will you pretend to be?" Ariadne said slowly.
"Someone who will not surprise the Folk," I replied. "Myself.”