Tuesday, January 27, 2009
More from the Unseelie lot...
Yesterday, Alfhild and Cadfael popped in for a blurb. Today, it's Du, who's Cadfael's right hand, um, Sidhe. To find Unseelie to download in pdf, mobipocket or other formats, visit this link.
Du: I'm really not as interesting as all that. Sure, I'm dashing and handsome and quick with a blade and my wit but I'm not so special.
Who'm I kidding? I'm a catch. I've known Cadfael for centuries, growing up together amongst the Unseelie Court, living with the dark ones of the realm. I was there when Maeve and Mabd first clashed. I was there with my people when the Seelie Sidhe rode them down, killed them while they slept, ate, worked... Cadfael kept me sane. In return, I keep him out of most trouble. Except this Alfhild situation. You see, she was foretold. The Snow Queens knew it. They told us, told the entire Court, and we've been waiting for her. All except Cadfael. He couldn't wait. He had to go get her. Typical prince, eh? I did my best to slow him down but there's only so much a Cait Sidhe can do--I'm strong and quick but I'm small. Smaller than that lumbering Sidhe, anyway. Even in my cat-form, I'm a force to be reckoned with.
Alfhild: Ego, much?
Du: Eavesdrop, much?
Alfhild: It's not eavesdropping when you're writing. It's just being nosey. Or, in my case, cautious.
Du: Too late for caution, isn't it? Now that you're Alfhild and no longer Lorelei...
Alfhild: Don't remind me.
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