Nathan diverted his attention straight ahead, letting his glamours fall and feeling his wings stretch back gratefully. He paid special attention this time to manifesting his below-the-waist covering, and once he was confident he could maintain his appearance, he took his first step forward down the marble road.
“Anything you can tell me about the people on this High Council?” Nathan asked as they walked. Since the path took them straight to their obvious destination, he let his eyes wander, occasionally catching sight of wild fae creatures darting about bushes, up trees, and through the air, like a butterfly the size of a bird, or a monkey-cat…thing.
“First, there is Cyzarine,” Shiarra said. “Not ancient but still impressively aged as far as succubae go. Known in the past to speak with overwhelming disgust about the fact that our portion of the fae plane gets basic cable from the human world, corrupting as it is to young minds.” She smirked.