They talked for another hour, but it was more to confirm the things she and Padrick had already decided. A meeting of all the western barons would take place in Breton in a few days. Ashk had sent out the call to all the western Clans to have some of the huntsmen from each Clan join her. Now she’d divide those men, sending some to the northern end of the Mother’s Hills and some to the south—and some would go to Willowsbrook. She hoped Baron Liam was as open-minded as Padrick thought. Based on what she knew about the Fae beyond the west, Liam and his people were about to meet something they hadn’t seen before.

The meeting concluded, they’d all risen to stretch their legs and get something to eat when Ashk noticed the woman standing far enough away not to intrude on their discussion, but just as obviously waiting for her attention.

As Ashk walked over to meet her guest, tension tightened her shoulders.

“Blessings of the day to you, Lady Ashk,” the woman said.

“Blessings of the day, Gwynith,” Ashk replied. “Forgive my being blunt, but I’ve a long journey ahead of me and much to do before I go. What brings you here?”

“I’ll be heading for the midlands myself come morning,” Gwynith said. “I came down this way to tell you.”

Ashk frowned. “A Lady of the Moon doesn’t need to tell me her plans to travel.”

“That’s why I had to tell you. All the western Clans have heard the Hunter’s call, and we’ve heard about the Black Coats, so I had to tell you because I don’t know how this might change what you need to do.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Dianna’s power is waning.” Gwynith frowned. “No, not waning, exactly, but there’s a…challenger…and those of us who share the gift of the moon are being drawn together to find out who will ascend to become the new Lady of the Moon—and the Huntress.”

Ashk said nothing for a moment. She didn’t approve of Dianna or the Huntress’s refusal to do anything to protect the witches and the Old Places, but at least she was a familiar adversary. A new Huntress…Gwynith was right. For good or ill, this could change things. “Then I wish you well.”

Gwynith shook her head. “I’m not the one. I feel the call, so I go to bear witness, and to offer my pledge of loyalty to the one who commands my gift. But I wanted you to know, if I have to choose between the Huntress and the Hunter…You need only ask, and I’ll do whatever you need.”

Knowing Gwynith could be stripped of her power if she defied whoever became the Lady of the Moon, Ashk said, “Let’s hope you don’t have to make that choice.”

Chapter 2

waning moon