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me a nod.
    “What of Falias?” I said, turning my attention back
to Edgar.
    Edgar stared at me for a moment before releasing a
sigh. “Gwynn Ap Nudd, Glenn, has appeared there almost daily. He’s
been helping to rebuild Falias on this plane. You’ve seen the
pictures on the news, I’m sure.”
    I had. The city seemed to grow. Buildings rose in
sections, almost like a living thing. “The builders don’t show up
on film.”
    “Only because they don’t want to,” Foster said.
    Edgar nodded at the fairy and crossed his legs.
“Foster is correct. The government is still flying drones over the
area, but the Fae are invisible to them unless they choose not to
be.”
    “Why do the buildings show up, then?” I asked. “Cara
said they’re built with Fae magic.”
    “They are,” Foster said quietly. “It means Glenn
wants the buildings to be seen, and he wants humanity to understand
the power they have.”
    “Indeed,” Edgar said. “Enough power to grow buildings
back before their very eyes. On one hand, I can’t blame him. The
decision to drop bombs on Falias when it appeared was poor and
misguided.”
    I’d heard about that too. The bombs had vanished
before they could detonate. Who the hell knows where they ended up?
“Glenn could have considered that an act of war.”
    Edgar blew out a short breath. “Considering his
posturing, I’m sure he does.”
    “What do you mean?” Foster asked. “They haven’t been
showing themselves on video.”
    Edgar grimaced. “No, they haven’t, but they’ve been
threatening any military presence that comes within a mile of the
city’s borders. Not aggressively, mind you, but when men with guns
see a twenty-foot-tall Green Man rise from the earth, well, it
leaves an impression.”
    “Glenn brought the Green Men here?”
    “No …” a small voice whispered from above us.
    I glanced up to find Aideen perched on the highest
bookshelf. She hopped off and glided down to the table. At first, I
was irritated she’d been spying on our conversation, but I
remembered Foster’s words and suspected her loyalties were much the
same.
    “Aideen,” Edgar said. “You did not need to hide from
us.”
    “I have no desire to upset Damian further.”
    “You haven’t told him?” Edgar said with a half
frown.
    “Told me what?”
    “Is it safe to speak here?” he asked, looking at
Aideen.
    “Yes, it is only us.”
    Edgar inclined his head and turned to me. “Aideen has
been an agent of the Watchers for decades.”
    I sank into my chair, appalled at the idea, and
somehow not surprised.
    “I have a long history with necromancers,” Edgar
said, his gaze studying my face. “My experience is perhaps deeper
than any other member of the Watchers. I am sorry for the
accusations and hostilities I brought upon you as a Watcher,
especially those that weren’t deserved.”
    I narrowed my eyes. “Explain what that means.”
    Edgar frowned slightly, but he didn’t comment on my
tone. “Aideen told me many years ago that you were a noble soul.
Zola did too, but I had long assumed she was the only exception to
the rule. I trusted her and Philip in the Civil War, only to see
Philip follow a path from which there was no return.”
    Things began clicking together in my mind, and my
eyes snapped to Aideen. “You’ve been spying on Cara. Fucking hell,
you’ve been spying on Glenn!”
    “Quiet,” Edgar hissed. “We may be alone, but his ears
are many.”
    “No one will hear,” Aideen said. Her hands glowed
with a dim white light. “I have silenced this space.”
    Edgar met my gaze and held it, his black eyes boring
into my own. “And now you hold the darkest necromantic text known
to this world. Damian, with the knowledge inside the Book that
Bleeds, you will be perceived as a threat to everyone.”
    I glanced at Aideen.
    “I had to tell him,” she said. “Edgar is no threat to
Koda. He won’t tell anyone else.”
    “You shouldn’t have,” Foster said.
    Aideen’s posture