"Not quite." Completely unable to resist, Titania leaned in to kiss Percival's cheek in a manner both near-patronizingly reassuring and borderline-horribly tempting. Contradiction suited a Fae Queen. "But I would suggest you remember what Mab and I told you all before we crossed the Gate. Drink nothing, eat nothing, accept nothing."

Her hand trailed over his shoulder. "Shouldn't we be looking for the children?"