Seven Truths remained silent throughout the entire explanation by the Triumvirate. She moved little underneath the deep-sea blue cloak which hid her features, and her crow mask covered most of her face. The only expression others could see was her mouth, which held a constant grim smile.

She was tense, to be sure. Master Shesu never sent her so far to the North, especially with so vague an instruction. He swore she would figure out what it meant. "Follow the Fair Folk," he said. "They will lead you to your target." She knew precious little else about the target: he was a mortal, and he was indeed a he. His social status, his appearance - they were all mysteries.

Well, so far North, there would be faeries somewhere. Until then, she would do the bidding of these elders of White Valley.