I knew as I dove with Shaylee in control back through the veil her mother was under attack. It felt exactly the same as the power draw on Moa had, Bellanca's transfer of interest so fast it made my head spin. She was clearly making her move and had no intentions of letting me stop her.
Despite following me my whole life as Fate, she had no idea who she was dealing with.
We tore through the veil into the magical clearing where Aoilainn held court. The green lawn flooded with Sidhe fighting maji as more of the second race poured into the opening of the white tent where the Sidhe queen and her following stood their ground. Aoilainn and her consort, Padraic, King Ohdran and Queen Niamh of the Unseelie battled their attackers, the ground beneath them rumbling with their fury.