"If it weren't for me, this wouldn't happen to you."
She snorted. "I'm a Dreamwalker, Quallen. I don't think I was supposed to cross over just to go fishing."
He blinked his deep violet eyes. "You're here on another quest, then?"
She opened her mouth to answer then closed it. "Umm... No."
She smiled. "No."
Quallen grinned. "Did you bring your pole," he inquired.
She shook her head. “I have no idea when I’m going to cross and I think it might look a bit odd if my parents find me sleeping with my fishing rod.”
Quallen turned his back so she could change. “Lucky for you, then, I have a spare.”
When Kate dreamwalks to Kallaryn this time around, it seems like it will be a nice relaxing time and after all of the excitement the last few times she's come to visit, she can't say she minds.
Of course, there never seems to be peace where Quallen is concerned and they are quickly drawn into a rescue mission that could potentially put the prince in danger. Again.
But when Gailt comes to his friends for their help to save his cousin who is about to lose her wings for stealing, there's no way the pair can say no.
Will Quallen manage to cross his uncle once more without getting caught? Will Dakkezy keep her wings? Will Kate ever find a quiet moment to spend with her faerie prince?