She regaled them with stories ofarriving in the land when all that lived there were the nativeCherokee. Of seeing Atlanta from when it was farms and h...ts of thefirst settlers. Of fleeing and huddling with her sisters as the Uniontroops burned the city to the ground.The city had become more than just a cluster of buildings. The faeriehad witnessed so much of what had happened, and their phenomenalmemories enriched that history.She suddenly realized that they had just stood there in the foyer. The flurry of blows, blocks and counter-moves continued for a full minute, fists and legs, knees and elbows flashing almost too fast to follow. There was a resounding thump as a blow finally connected and Kat felt the air leave her lungs in a whoosh. She lay flat on her back, the Chief above her with his knee planted in her solar plexus and a finger strike poised at her trachea. Had she not been armored, that knee would have crushed ribs, punctured a lung and probably her heart. The blow to the. Yes. I said whomever. I may come from the rough ends, but my grammar is impeccable, forget the sodding pronunciation.’ She took a deep breath, ignoring the stunned looks on Mykelos, Lorna and Matt’s faces. ‘I’m going to be out in an hour. Whoever’s still here I’ll go with, I really couldn’t care if I end up with John.’ And with that she walked into her room and slammed the door. ‘Well,’ Mykelos smiled to all of them in general, ‘seems our little tiger has finally unsheathed her claws.’ Kainene. He tried to repress these feelings, for they could lead to questions about purpose and trust, which would only intensify unease and possibly annoy Master Karl, and there would be no accounting for the consequences. No, he wasn’t comfortable but even thinking of his own comfort constituted a violation of sorts, a violation against Master Karl’s will and whim, a subtle challenge against the Master’s wishes. As he watched Master Karl fidget on the seat, ruffling papers, putting out half-smoked.