With a nod to the quickly vacating attendant, the man continues, “You see, it is one of my duties to find peaceful resolutions in these kind of situations. When both parties are amenable of course. When not, well, I ensure the proper protocols are observed.”
“Did not write this!” he barks out hoarsely, carefully keeping his eyes far from the great white wolf’s gaze of emerald fire.
The man sighs as he collects the discarded note. “Big Bad, these have been floating all around the Slums for over a week. Did you think it would go unnoticed, that there wouldn’t be consequences to calling out the Queen’s own? And more peculiar still, to find you here in such a poor state. Yes it is quite strange, but I shouldn’t let myself get distracted from the business at hand. As the aggrieved party, Woofio can determine the field if he so chooses.”
“DID NOT WRITE!” his roar breaks into a ragged coughing fit. The white wolf remains impassive as stone, but the injured fae shrinks away in fear. This is the first time he’s been cornered, his first time as the prey.
The man hides a smile by issuing a shallow bow towards Woofio, “The Queen’s Champion has chosen to field the duel. He has opted for tooth and claw, but you may choose a weapon if you so desire.”
“WAIT. I am… witness. Know secrets. Need state protection, spymaster.”
The man folds his arms, clearly skeptical, yet gestures for the fae to continue. “What could you possibly have witnessed that would warrant the Citadel’s attention?”
“Underground competition, blood of two god-touched as prize. Just two small men, but defeated the Earl King, did this to me, and slew Itsy Bitsy.”
An explosion of movement pins the Big Bad Wolf to the hospital bed as twelve sets of hands grip him like cold iron. The fae whimpers as cruel fingers dig into unhealed wounds, but something in the man’s contorted gaze silences him. When Piper speaks again his voice is calm and dead, “Woofio, I thank you for your assistance in this matter. But I’m afraid I need to have a private discussion with this fae about these men. The two men who killed my son.”