He seemed interested in the village, even leaning forward and asking for a price. Jiao tittered behind her hand, rolling her eyes at the eagerness. "Well, hang on. I said I could. Not that I would. No one would like it very much if I brought you to Sidhe." This was how many Fae worked through their inability to lie: a lot of almost-statements, trick words.
What she had to do now was to make up a price so ridiculous he couldn't hope to pay it. "Find me...something more beautiful than anything else I have. And you can come. I've been wanting something for my collection." She felt happy making this deal, sure he couldn't produce anything to rival any one of her many treasures.
"What do you think about that?" She asked, leaning in closer.
Jiao
And the bittersweet of every new defeat
Is I'm stronger than before
