Okay, I figure this is a good place to butt in again.


    If I was making this crap up, I''d include some newly awakened fae to teach and tell him as the story evolves, but this is me remembering as best I can and telling it straight, not writing some novel so I gotta do my explaining different. That''s not just me being weird and random either. That''s how we operate. Fae souls are almost immortal so we''re born, we wake up, we live and we''re reborn  - provided you don''t get ganked with cold iron or other shit. Then most of us forget most of our previous lives to not go even crazier with too much memory and not enough life for it. Because of this, when wake to our fae selves, we spend a wiccan year and a day training with another fae to learn about our world and how the mundane one affects it and us.


    My mentor was a seelie Wanderer that wanted to make me something better''n how he saw the typical redcap. He probably slowed down my being as strong or as brutal as a typical redcap, but he helped guide my hunger away from just flesh and food like most of my kind, and into a hunger for knowledge and power. Magic especially. He taught me about magic and art and magic and cooking and some more magic. I taught myself picking pockets and sneaking and lying. After I got in with Eric, I trained my body with the twins, a couple of Trolls, and kept cooking and learned more magic everywhere I could. I also learned about pain, a lot at my ratass of a brother''s hands before I woke up and some more at both Eric''s hands and his guidance. Turns out I kinda like it, both causing and feeling it. Too much really, especially back then. Eric used that to keep me following him. It took Genny to change that, but that monster is still inside and it peeks out sometimes. Anyways, that''s a big part of why I''m such a powerhouse today. I had to learn to be as powerful as I pretended ta be in the early days because, eventually, someone calls your bluffs, but I learned a lot of other kinds of power that most brutes don''t bother with because I''m a lot smarter than most anyone knows. I also am very possessive and protective of what I consider mine. No one messes with what''s mine without a fight, and that includes people I decide deserve it. What better reason to want power than that?Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.