himself back to me. 'Will you bargain with me, then? We both want something, do we not?'
'I don't want anything from you,' I told him.
'That remains to be seen. Come, there must be something I can be tempt you with?'
'You have nothing I want.'
'On the contrary, I can offer you the one thing no one else will. I can offer you a place for you and for your daughter. I spoke to her, you know?'
'She wouldn't speak to you.' Now I knew who had called her mobile.
'You left her number on the phone-pad in your flat. It said 'Alex new mobile'. Unusual to give a boy's name to a girl. Initially I used the telephone but it said she was out of the area. I could still reach her, though.'
I kicked myself mentally. I had been through the flat three times and I had still missed the numbers written on the phone pad in plain sight.
'There is nothing you could possibly offer us.'
'Has your companion not explained to you how things are yet? How interesting.' He paused, letting the words sink in. 'Has she not told you that you will never be accepted into the courts of the Tainted? The Six Courts are very fine, and they accept humans, mongrels and pure Fey almost without discrimination.' He laced his words with sarcasm. 'But they will never accept one of the wraithkin.'
'Why not?'
'You would have to ask them that, of course, but I believe they are repelled by our kind. We are uncanny to them and they will not allow us that close. Instead, you and your daughter would be orphans, renegades, unprotected and vulnerable to anyone that's prepared to set a price on your heart.'
'I can look after myself,' I told him, putting faith behind that assertion.
'And your daughter? If she shows her Fey genes then she will be as my sister. You see, my friend, our kind have a choice. We can be shunned and spurned as abominations, labelled as feeders on life and harbingers of doom. Or we can be respected and feared. But only the Seventh Court can offer you legitimacy and security. The others will not have you. Ask her.'
This last was directed at Blackbird who stood beside me. I half-turned, so I could keep an eye on him and still see Blackbird's face.
'Is it true?' I asked her quietly.
'There's never been a need to,' Blackbird protested. 'The wraithkin don't join other courts.'
'But Kareesh said we would have a place in the courts.'
'What she actually said was 'the sight of something to help you secure your place in the courts'. I won't mislead you; these things can be tricky. She meant exactly what she said and nothing more.'
'So she could have meant the Seventh Court.'
'I don't know. Perhaps the Six Courts would make an exception. Your case is unique.'
'You see how it is.' Raffmir spoke again. 'They will not have you. Only we can offer you a home.'
It was a blow to realise that the sanctuary promised in Kareesh's vision was not as sure as I had thought. If the other courts wouldn't offer their protection then where did that leave Alex and me? His words set me thinking. My prime reason for being here was to gain some security for my daughter and for myself, to allow us to live unmolested. If we were part of the Seventh Court then they would stop hunting us and let us be, wouldn't they? He'd managed to hit on the one thing that might tempt me.
Then again, once the barrier broke down, the Seventh Court would be able to move freely into this world and everything would change. My friends, my work colleagues, even my enemies would all become fair game for the wraithkin. I didn't think I could live with that on my conscience and remain sane.
There was another factor he did not know about. If Blackbird truly was pregnant then there was another life to weigh in the balance. No world of Raffmir's making would be a safe haven for either child, for they would both be half-breeds.
Raffmir had stayed quiet, letting me consider. In the end it was time which weighed against him. It gave me the chance to consider what he had actually offered. Precisely nothing.
'It is an interesting offer, Raffmir. But I wonder if you are empowered to make such a bargain? Can you guarantee our safety within the Seventh Court? Can you even guarantee we will be accepted?'
'In life, there are few things guaranteed, my friend, but I will be your sponsor to the court and I will do my utmost to ensure that you and your daughter are accepted into it.' His words twisted like worms. It was as close to a promise as he could come without actually answering my question.
'Then you are not empowered to offer the sanctuary of which you speak, but only to champion it.'
'That is the same for all of the courts. The final decision always rests with the lord or lady that rules there.'
'So I am to place my fate and that of my daughter in the hands of someone who has systematically organised the execution of every half-breed and mongrel they could find, along with those harbouring them? You take me for a fool, Raffmir.'
'You are consigning yourself to a life on the run, my friend, maybe worse. Think of your daughter.'
'I am thinking of her. You have nothing I want, Raffmir.'
'If you do not withdraw then you will die. What of your daughter then?'
'You said you were the stronger, Raffmir, but that was before you mentioned Alex. I will not lose this battle to you, for to lose would be to consign my daughter to your hands and I will not let that happen if it means my life. I will fight you to the death. Yours.'
'Then die!' Gallowfyre rolled out across the water, tentacles of black shadow coiling out.
My own dark twisting coils met his in a flare of indigo. We wrested like entangled sea monsters, searching for a weakness.
Beside me, Blackbird shouted down to Ben, 'Smith! Finish the knife. Your life depends on it,' then she turned back to the fray.
Across the water, Raffmir's sister appeared to fade slightly, then she stepped lightly up and floated across the full width of the water to the other bank, forcing us to divide our attention between the two opposite sides of the stream.
Blackbird was muttering into her cupped hands. She lifted them to her lips while keeping her eyes on Raffmir's sister. She blew into her hands and a warm glow kindled there. Suddenly she threw her hands wide and a hot buzzing swarm emptied from her palms. Huge hornets erupted in an angry vortex around her. She pointed at Raffmir's sister and they veered in a mass out across the water, swirling around the grey figure.
She laughed. 'You cannot hurt me like that. You cannot sting what you cannot touch.' She became less substantial, drifting into a pale shadow hanging in the air while the hornets formed a vortex around her.
Tonk… tonk… tonk… THANG!
The sound of the hammer on the anvil echoed around us. My struggle with Raffmir faltered as we both lost hold of our power. Raffmir's sister seemed to coalesce, while the swarm of hornets evaporated into a swirl of mist.
As the sound faded, the focus of the conflict returned. Raffmir took advantage of the lull and took two bold steps along the bank, reducing the distance between us. Once again he was faster to recover and I found myself racing to reach the darkness within me before I was overwhelmed by him.
'I will not fail, Raffmir!' I called out.
At his naming, my darkness found fractures where there had been none before. My gallowfyre slipped through his grasp so he was forced to take a step back, then another. He regained his footing and fought back against me with renewed intent.
'My turn,' Raffmir's sister declared.
She pressed her faded hand to the wall and from it seeped a smooth blackness that covered the walls and ate the meagre light. Even the dappled glow and violet shimmer that Raffmir and I created found no reflection there. It spread outwards running over the brickwork, the antithesis of quicksilver, streaming down the walls and onto the walkway, spreading onto the gantry where Blackbird and I stood.
Blackbird pointed at the gantry, sweeping her hand across the walkway, drawing a line of fire to separate us from the spreading darkspore. Though it faltered, within moments the blackness spread through the gaps.
'It's too damp!' she shouted. 'There's nothing to burn. I can't hold it!'
Blackbird's form shivered beside me. Her eyes elongated and her hair spiked with static, her wings unfurled
