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snuggled up in bed whilst they discussed Hawks predicament.
    "I need to contact Isolde and see why she sent you to me, she obviously has her reasons," Dera said thoughtfully. "Hawk what exactly has been happening in Aberlone, it's been difficult for us to keep up with everything since Geraint and Isolde closed the gate. Where exactly do you fit into all of this?"
    Hawk lay back thinking hard. "I've been friends with your grandfather for many years," he explained. "In fact I'm his closest adviser. We don't advertise that though as he likes to keep me in and around the court with my ears open. I act the fool a bit, most Fae think I don't have much between my ears and that's how we like it. If the Council thought I was any more than the foppish idiot I pretend to be I wouldn't get to know most of what's going on out there. Many of them talk in front of me thinking I don't have a clue."
    "I heard a rumor a few months ago that a high ranking Council member has been using the gate secretly and we don't know why. As you know Dera, traffic between the two realms is monitored closely and we get a tad suspicious when individuals start acting dubiously. It's caused a lot of political unrest as well. It's understandable that many Fae are concerned the gate is being used illegally and a lot of them are worried that there are serious undertones. We can't possibly risk mortals finding the gate and alerting everyone here on earth that we exist. We're legends and rumor and that's how it needs to be kept. Can you imagine the chaos here on earth if it became common knowledge Fae really exist?"
    Dera sat up in bed hugging her knees as she thought about his scenario. He was right; there were a few humans on Earth who knew about Aberlone; many over the ages had even visited the magical realm. The Fae had also interbred with humans; she and her sisters were testament to the fact. But otherwise the Fae were as Hawk said, just stories and legends told to children and that's how the Fae liked it.
    They were a peaceful very long lived race who had once mingled with humans on a daily basis. But as mankind had grown more technically minded the Fae had watched with horror as they raped the Earth for their own ends and grew their arsenal of nuclear weapons. The Fae had decided to withdraw from the earth for their own protection lest their own realms became tainted and now they rarely visited the earth. She sighed as she thought about it. Mankind was the poorer for not having the Fae help turn themselves around from their lost path.
    As they both lay there lost in thought they heard a call from the garden below, someone was shouting Dera's name. She looked at Hawk puzzled as she threw on her dressing gown and ran over to the window, parting the lace curtains as she did so. Hawk heard her gasp in surprise.
    "What's the matter?" he exclaimed alarmed, "Who is it?" She turned round and beamed at him. "I think you're going to have your questions answered sooner than expected, Isolde is downstairs demanding to be let in and she has my mother with her!"
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    Hawk jumped out of bed and ran over to the window standing next to Dera as he peered out of the windows. Below were his nemesis and another woman who he recognized as Isobel, her daughter. He groaned to himself as Dera flew down the stairs to open the door to the two women. Caught in bed with Isolde's granddaughter; he would never get his powers back now, she'd definitely have his head.
    Sighing, he pulled his clothes on as he listened to the happy chattering downstairs, Dera was obviously elated to see her mother and grandmother and they her; he seriously contemplated sneaking out so he wouldn't spoil it. But he knew how cowardly that would look to Dera; he'd have to face the music, so taking a deep breath he walked downstairs into the kitchen where the three women were seated waiting for the kettle to boil for their tea.
    "Ahh Hawk, there you are. I wondered where you were." Hawk blinked in surprise as