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take
you to your room so you can rest. If there’s anything you need,
please ask. Treat my home as your own for the remainder of your
stay.”
    Sophie nodded, “Thank you.” She might not be
able to sense his emotions with her gift, but the look on his face
offered sincerity and honest hospitality. His tenderness only
served to lather the guilt on thicker at how waspish she’d been
with him lately.

    “Shall I see you for dinner? Or would you
prefer a tray to be brought to your room?” Sylvain asked.
    “I think I’d like to join you for dinner,”
Sophie replied. “What time is it?”
    Sylvain smiled, “Great. Dinner is in about
two hours so you have ample time to settle in. Do you remember how
to get to the dining hall?”
    “Yes, thank you,” Sophie replied suddenly shy
under his scrutinizing gaze.
    “See you later then,” Sylvain stated. He
moved to turn away, then looked back. “I forgot something. I’ve
arranged for fresh bags of blood for you. It’s in a fridge in your
room along with a microwave. I wasn’t sure how much to get, so if
you need more, just shout and I’ll arrange for more from the local
blood bank.”
    “Thank you,” Sophie muttered, then scurried
away to her room. Sylvain had been so kind and welcoming and she’d
been acting like a surly infant. Mon Dieu , might she have
the strength to fight this malady and learn to control her powers
before she isolated herself from everyone that cared.

    xxx

    Sophie stopped short at the entrance to the
dining hall. It was not the glamorous and sophisticated room she
remembered eating in before. Instead, she found herself faced with
an upmarket version of a family eatery. The only difference was
that instead of being served by waiters, huge mounds of piping hot
food and bowls of salads dominated long wooden tables and were
flanked by sturdy wooden chairs.
    The one side of the room had a few nurseries
worth of fae children playing and scrabbling along an oversized
apparatus that looked like a jungle gym meets tree house and pirate
ship. The sight was ridiculous and charming. It seemed that all
children, even supernatural ones, liked the same things. The fae
parents were easily identifiable at the tables closest to the play
area as their eyes momentarily left the faces of their conversation
partners to do a quick check on the nearby children. The rest of
the room, although room was a relative term - it was more like a
dining hall for a small city that held rows upon rows of food-laden
tables and probably every faery in the hollow.
    During their first visit, they had asked
Sylvain why the fae dined together and not in their homes. Sylvain
had looked surprised at the question, as though not dining together
in the hollow was ludicrous. He explained that the fae were as
collective as much as they were individuals. Sophie had picked up
that there was more to it than that, but sensed that it was one of
those secrets he wasn’t willing to easily share.
    Speaking of the devilishly hot fae, he was
heading – no, gliding - towards her. “Sophie,” Sylvain’s pearly
whites glistened, sending the usual frisson of awareness that
followed it. “You look beautiful.”
    Sophie looked down at her dress. She wore a
cerulean blue dress, anticipating a different kind of venue and
ambience. It was flimsy, girlish, and embellished with the same
diamante pattern on her strappy sandals. Sylvain, on the other
hand, wore lounging clothes - grey linen pants and a white cotton
shirt. The white looked good against his tanned skin, making his
hair more golden, and eyes even bluer.
    “I think I’m a bit over-dressed,” Sophie
observed.
    Sylvain waved the remark away, “Not at all. I
was remiss in informing you of all the changes I had made here.
And, I’m honored you took the time to get dressed up. You look
beautiful and the fae welcome beauty. Besides, the changes are new
and you’ll notice a few of the fae are still dressed formally. Old
habits die hard, it