“Thing is, Qusay’s both our local contact and a member of the cross-court council, so he’s still in Canada. Even if he were here, he wouldn’t be able to help. He can only act when the queens allow him to, and with the way they’re feeling right now toward us…”

Crap.

“So, we need a friend in the court. Someone who would risk getting into trouble for us. Someone we can trust.” The tang of vindication was sweet. I’d been right to invite Cosette to the mall. Keeping a relationship with her was good on a lot of levels. “I can see if Cosette will answer my texts.” I was pretty sure she was still in Colorado, but there was a chance that she might be back at her court. Even if she wasn’t, she could ask someone at court if they’d heard of one of theirs working with the Irish pack.

“I’ve a feeling Cosette’s in as much trouble as she can handle right now, and I have a mirror. I don’t like using it. I had a relationship with the Lunar Queen and…”

A thing? With Cosette’s mom?

Wait. No. I didn’t want to know about that. It’d just mess with my head. So, I picked the much safer topic. “You have an enchanted mirror?” I’d heard they were basically like a mystical version of video chat.

“Yes. I’ve not used it in a while. I’m not sure where it is, to be honest, but I’ll dig it up.”

“To call the Lunar Queen?” And we were back to her.

Donovan nodded. “Me and Helen… She and I… It was a long time ago.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” The whole thing was just… No. I definitely didn’t want him to say anything else about it.

“I’m not keen on using the mirror, but we don’t have a lot of choices. I’d rather not get Cosette in more trouble than she already is.”

I appreciated that he was looking out for my friend, but my mind was still blown with the whole he-used-to-date-the-Lunar-Queen thing. “Did you at least end it on good terms?” I couldn’t imagine a pissed-off, heartbroken fey helping us in any way.

“Of course we ended on good terms.” He tapped the steering wheel. “At least I think we did. It’s been a while.”

Well that sounded exactly not at all promising. He didn’t even remember how they’d ended things? “How long ago was this exactly?”

“It’s been a very, very long time. And I don’t think she was upset, but even if she was Helen wouldn’t show it. She’s a queen. She can’t show weakness. Not even to me.”