Tash, Red books

Troll Or Derby, A Fairy Wicked Tale

Did she not understand she was mine? Of course not. Why would she?Her eyes were full of questions, but I had no time to explain. The crowd had dissipated, but I knew for certain there would be rhinomen, trolls, ogres, and other derelicts of the fae persuasion on us in no time. Surely Jag had been...