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By:Laurell K. Hamilton

“Unnatural lusts,” I said.
Shelby shifted his gray eyes to me. “I did not say that.”
“No, you didn’t, but I’m betting my uncle Taranis did.” 
Shelby gave a little shrug. “He doesn’t seem to like your men much, that is true.”
“Or me,” I said.
Shelby’s face showed surprise, and I wished I could have told if it was genuine, or if he were lying with his face. “The king had only good things to say about you, Princess. He seems to feel that you have been”—he seemed to change what he was about to say at the last moment—“led astray by your aunt, the queen, and her guards.”
“Led astray?” I made it a question.
He nodded.
“That’s not what he said, is it?”
“Not in so many words, no.”
“It must have been truly insulting for you to pretty it up like this,” I said.
Shelby actually looked uncomfortable. “Before I saw Ambassador Stevens and his reaction to you, and the possible spell on his watch, I might have simply stated what the king said.” Shelby gave me a very straightforward look. “Let’s say that Stevens has made me wonder at the vehemence of King Taranis’s dislike of all your guard.”
“All my guard?” Again I made it a question with the upward lilt of my voice.
“Yes.”
I looked at Veducci. “He charges all my men with crimes?”
“No, only the three mentioned, but Mr. Shelby is correct. King Taranis stated that your Raven Guard is a danger to all women. He thinks that having been made celibate for so long has driven them insane.” Veducci’s face never changed as he let out one of the biggest secrets of the faerie courts.
I opened my mouth to say, “Taranis wouldn’t have told you that,” but Doyle’s hand on my shoulder stopped me. I looked up at his dark figure. Even through his black glasses, I knew the look. That look said “Careful.” He was right. Veducci had stated earlier that he had sources at the Unseelie Court. Taranis might not have said it at all.
“This is the first we’ve heard that the king is accusing the Raven Guard of being celibate,” Biggs said. He had glanced at Doyle, but now put his attention back on Shelby and Veducci.
“The king felt that the long-enforced celibacy was the reason for the attack.”
Biggs leaned in to me, and whispered, “Is this true? Were they forced to be celibate?”
I whispered against his white collar, “Yes.”
“Why?” he asked.
“My queen willed it so.” That was true, as far as it went, but it kept me from sharing secrets that Queen Andais wouldn’t want shared. Taranis might survive her wrath; I wouldn’t.
Biggs turned back to the opposing side. “We are not conceding that this alleged celibacy took place, but if it did, the men in question are no longer celibate. They are with the princess now, and not the queen. The princess has stated that the three of them are her lovers. There would be no alleged celibacy-induced”—Biggs seemed to search for the right word—“madness.” He made light of it with his voice, his face, and a hand gesture. It was a glimpse of what he’d be like in court. He just might be worth all the money my aunt was paying.
Shelby said, “The king’s statement, the charges filed, are enough to allow the United States government to confine all of the princess’ guard to the lands of faerie.”
“I know the law you’re referring to,” Biggs said. “Many in Jefferson’s government didn’t agree with him allowing the fey to settle here after they were exiled from Europe. They insisted on a law that would allow them to permanently confine to faerie any citizen of faerie deemed too dangerous to be allowed among the human citizenry. It is a very broad law, and has never been invoked.”
“It’s never been needed before,” Cortez said.Doyle had stayed at my back, his hand resting on my shoulder. Either he knew I needed comforting, or he needed it. I laid my hand on top of his, so we could touch bare skin to bare skin. He was so warm, so solid. Just the touch made me feel more certain that it would be all right. We would be all right.
“It’s not needed now, and you all know it,” Biggs said. He tsked at them. “Trying to scare the princess by threatening to send all her guards back to faerie. Shame on you.”
“The princess doesn’t look scared,” Nelson said.
I gave her the full weight of my tricolored eyes, and she couldn’t hold my gaze. “You are threatening to take the men I love away from me,” I said. “Shouldn’t that frighten me?”
“It should,” she said, “but it doesn’t seem to.”
Farmer touched my arm, a clear let-me-talk gesture. I leaned back into the weight of Doyle at my back and let the lawyers talk. “Which brings us to the law in question,” Farmer said. “The royals of any court are exempt from the law Mr. Shelby has mentioned.”
“We are not proposing to exile Princess Meredith to faerie,” Shelby said.
“You know that the threat to put all her guards under some sort of legal confinement to faerie is outrageous,” Farmer said.
Shelby nodded. “Fine, then just the three who are charged with rape. Mr. Cortez and I are both duly appointed officers of the United States attorneys’ office. We are within our duty and rights to simply put the three guards back into the land of faerie until these charges are settled.”
“I repeat, the law, as written, cannot be applied to the royals of any court of faerie,” Farmer said.
“And I repeat that we aren’t threatening to do anything to Princess Meredith,” Shelby said.
“But we aren’t referring to that royal,” Farmer said.
Shelby looked down the line of lawyers on his side. “I’m not sure we’re following your argument.”
“Princess Meredith’s guard are royal, for now.”
“What does that mean, for now?” Cortez asked.
“It means that when inside the Unseelie Court, they have a throne on the royal dais in which they take turns sitting beside the princess,” Farmer said. “They are her royal consorts.”
“Being her lover doesn’t make them royal,” Cortez said.
“Prince Phillip is technically still Queen Elizabeth’s royal consort,” Farmer said.
“But they’re married,” Cortez said.
“But in faerie, at any court, you aren’t allowed to marry until you are with child,” Farmer said.
“Mr. Farmer,” I said, touching his arm, “since this is informal, perhaps it would go more quickly if I explained.” 
Farmer and Biggs whispered back and forth, but finally I got the nod. I was going to be allowed to talk. Oh, goody. I smiled at the other side of the table, leaning a little forward, hands nicely folded on the table. “My guards are my lovers. Which makes them royal consorts until one of them makes me pregnant. Then that one will be king to my queen. Until the choice is made, they are all royalty in the Unseelie Court.”
“The three guards who have been charged by the king should be sent back to faerie,” Shelby said.
“King Taranis was so afraid that Ambassador Stevens would see that the Unseelie Court was beautiful that he put a spell on the man. A spell that forced him to see us as monstrous. A man who would do such a desperate thing would do many other desperate things.”
“What do you mean, Princess?”
“To lie is to be cast out of faerie, but to be king is sometimes to be above the law.”
“Are you saying these charges are falsified?” Cortez asked.
“Of course they are false.”
“You would say anything to save your lovers,” Shelby said.
“I am sidhe, and I am not above the law. I cannot lie.”
“Is that true?” Shelby leaned down and asked Veducci.
He nodded. “It’s supposed to be true, but either the princess is lying, or Lady Caitrin is lying.”
Shelby looked back at me. “You cannot lie.”
“I have the ability, but to do so is to run the risk of being cast out from faerie.” I squeezed Doyle’s hand tightly. “I just got back. I don’t want to lose it all again.”
“Why did you leave faerie the first time, Princess?” Shelby asked.
Biggs answered that. “That question is off limits, and outside the charges in question.” The queen had probably given him a list of questions I couldn’t answer.
Shelby smiled. “Very well. Is it true that the Raven Guard were forced into centuries of celibacy?”
“May I ask a question before I answer that?”
“You can ask anything you like, Princess, but I may not answer.”
I smiled at him, and he smiled back. Doyle’s hand tightened on my shoulder. He was right—mustn’t flirt, until we knew exactly how it would be perceived. I toned the smile down, and asked my question. “Did King Taranis himself say that the Ravens were forced into centuries of celibacy?”
“I’ve so stated,” Shelby said.
“No, I mean as truth, Mr. Shelby. Please bear in mind that even a princess may be tortured for going against her queen’s orders.”
“You admit that they torture people at the Unseelie Court,” Cortez said.
“They torture people at both courts, Mr. Cortez. Queen Andais just doesn’t hide what she does, because she’s not ashamed of it.”