By Seanan McGuire
Now comes the second one within the series-from a dynamic new fable talent!
Toby Daye-a half-human, half-fae changeling-has been an intruder from delivery. upon getting burned by means of each side of her history, Toby has denied the fae global, backing out to a "normal" existence. regrettably for her, the Faerie global had different ideas...
Now her liege, the Duke of the Shadowed Hills, has requested Toby to visit the rustic of Tamed Lightening to ensure all is definitely together with his niece, Countess January O'Leary. it sort of feels like an easy adequate assignment-until Toby discovers that somebody has began murdering humans with regards to January, and that if the killer isn't stopped, January could be the subsequent sufferer.
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Extra resources for A Local Habitation (October Daye, Book 2)
You just want to be the one driving. " "Control issues," she said. " "With me, it's less an issue and more a fact of life,"'she said calmly. " I glowered out the front window of her car and looked up at the apartment building where one Anna Ash was presumably hosting a meeting of the Order of the Large Cooking Po—er, uh, Cauldron. Murphy had found a spot on the street, which made me wonder if she didn't have some kind of magical talent after all. Only some kind of precognitive ESP could have gotten us a parking space on the street, in the shadow of a building, with both of us in sight of the apartment building's entrance.
But its quiet solidity and lack of inflection went perfectly with her quasi-lifeless eyes. I traded an uneasy glance with Murphy, then looked back to Anna. "Ms. " I asked her. "Give me your word. " That's serious, at least among wizards in my league. Promises have power. One doesn't swear by one's magical talent and break the oath lightly—to do so would be to reduce one's own strength in the Art. I didn't hesitate to answer. " She let out a short, quick breath and nodded. "Very well. I promise to behave as a host, with all the obligations that apply.
The young cop wasn't dumb. She thought she smelled a rat. I gestured forlornly at the dog. "We were living together in a tiny little place. We got a dog and didn't know he was going to get so big. Thomas was feeling crowded, so he moved into his own place, and…" I shrugged and tried to look like Murphy did when talking about her exes. "We were supposed to switch off every month, but he always had some excuse. " I gestured at the apartment. The cop looked around and nodded politely. " But she hadn't been convinced.