Hexed

forced to spend some small time putting them to rout. They waged a propaganda war too, if you can believe it. «
    I nodded. » I can believe it. What sort of nonsense did they spew? «
    » Chief among their complaints was my lack of consort, « Brighid snorted, » as if Bres ever did anything useful or practical in his long life. All he did was sit there and look pretty. He was a pretty man, « she sighed, and then her face drew down into a tiny frown. » And a petty man. «
    Where Bres was concerned, I had nothing to say. I’d killed him, yet here was his widow in my kitchen, spreading a wee bit of shit on his memory and dressed for epic bed sport. I couldn’t even manage a noncommittal grunt. There are no etiquette books that cover this particular situation, so I just took a long pull on my beer.
    » But you are not petty, are you? «
    » It would be rude of me to say yes when you put it like that. «
    She laughed richly at my lame joke, and I finally understood what Chris Matthews meant when he said on national television that he felt a thrill go up his leg. I could think of nothing to do except take another long drink to disguise my reaction.
    » No, you are not petty. And you have a sense of humor as well. Bres had none. That is why I think you should be my new consort. «
    I sprayed a mouthful of beer onto the linoleum.
    › Ha! If you think I’m licking that up, you’re crazy, ‹ Oberon said.
    » Oh, I’m sorry, I must have surprised you, « Brighid said.
    I put my thumb and index finger together with a couple centimeters of space between them. » A bit, « I admitted.
    » I suppose it sounds a bit unusual, but, like the Tuatha Dé Danann, you have found the secret to eternal youth. You are more powerful than Bres ever was, and you have proven yourself the equal—nay, the better—of two of our number. With my imprimatur and aegis, none will dispute your right to rule by my side, and certainly none will dispute whom I choose to take to bed. «
    Ignoring the dangerous end of her sentence, I focused on the first part: » Forgive me, Brighid, but it has never been my ambition to rule over anyone. «
    » You need not do it, then, « she said, shrugging off my objection. » Bres didn’t do anything either. It’s a figurehead position, but the Fae feel that it needs to be filled. «
    » I see. And where would I need to be to satisfactorily fill this figurehead position? «
    » In Tír na nÓg, of course. « She finally took a sip of the ale she had asked for.
    » Can I not remain here, if there is no ruling for me to do? «
    » You will have other duties, « she purred in that triple voice that turned my insides to Jell-O.
    » But I rather enjoy this plane. There’s so much change and advancement to appreciate and an abundance of knowledge to absorb. «
    » You can still sample these things as you wish, making brief trips as often as you like to the mortal plane. But there are more stimulating things to experience as my consort than the latest technological toy. There will be embassies to the world’s gods and wonders to behold, and you will visit all the planes on my behalf. «
    » And my initiate? My hound? They cannot go to Tír na nÓg. «
    › What? Hey, whoa, this sounds like a bad idea. ‹
    » We can accommodate Oberon. « Brighid smiled. » Your initiate would be more problematic, as a mortal who would be constantly at risk of falling prey to the more mischievous of the Fae. Tír na nÓg would not be kind to her, and I doubt she would survive long. But she has not sacrificed much. She cannot have learned any of our mysteries yet in these few weeks. Pay her for her time and have done. «
    » It is not so simple. I have given my word she would be trained fully. «
    » Bring her if you must, then. I cannot guarantee her safety. «
    » But you can guarantee mine and Oberon’s? «
    Brighid shrugged. » There is no need. You are able to take care of yourself. «
    › Um. ‹
    Yeah, buddy, I know, we’ll talk later . To Brighid I said, » This is a most generous offer and yet wholly unexpected. To become the consort of one’s own goddess is beyond the scope of any man’s ambition. I confess myself unprepared to give you an answer at this moment, for much may depend on my response, and I feel it would be irresponsible of me to provide one without giving all ramifications their due examination. «
    » So formal. « Brighid shook her head. » I must have made it seem like a business transaction. You