If we didn't go out and slaughter them on a regular basis, pretty soon we'd be elbow deep in gomers. And then where would we be?" I suppose," Mallory ...eplied doubtfully, spitting a stream of tobacco juice onto the ground. "When you come right down to it though, I'm forced to wonder what the hell WestHem even wants with this shithole province in the first place. What's here that's valuable? This entire province is nothing but mountains and desert populated by vermin and thieves. Hell, most of. But why? To top it off, I actually kinda walked in on my mother giving my dad a blow job (luckily they didnt see medad was laying back on the bed and she was laying over the side of him), and she seemed to really be into it. I started kinda dating guys when I was 14, but it was nothing serious. At parties parents were always there and there wasnt more than just hanging out and talking. You had a boyfriend in name only really, and my boobs went a long way. At the very most, a guy would try and. Either you fly on your own merits, or you don't. Calling me 'Uncle' almost makes it seem like you're riding on my coattails. Neither one of us need that shit. Okay? Can you do that for me, Keith?" Um, yes... " I was so used to calling him by his title that I just about slipped, "umm, okay, Barry. I'll try to remember that. Do you want me to just call you by your name at home, too?" Might be an idea. Otherwise, it gets too confusing." What about Aunt Rose? Would she prefer it if we didn't call. The old man wore the black robes of a courtly advisor and the stately head-dress topped a visage that seemed to have seen far more years than should be possible for a man. He spoke, a clear masculine tenor."You are welcome Daniel John. Your presence is a welcome addition to our lady Mab's court. I am Bran, her highness's privy counsellor. You are here that you might learn something of us and of our hopes for you."I was even more confused than before. "And just why am I am here?" I asked."You.