"A danger?" Simon shook his head. "No, duckling. The fae would never hurt somebody so connected to the Dreamlands. They will show you reverence. And yes, they will know. It's perhaps unfortunate, but it can be read on you easily. They probably would have known even if I hadn't done what I did. It's a part of you, and a part of them. There's no way to hide that."
He squeezed her hand and finally led Niklas Wright outside into the world where she should have been from the very start. These were her people. This was her home. Simon believed that fully. He knew that she would be a different person now if she hadn't experienced life as she had, and that possibly he would have never been so fascinated or grown the feeling he had if she'd never been there, but he fully believed she should have never been touched by that dirty world.
He stopped right outside the door to close his eyes and take in the scent of home. The sun was pleasantly warm on his skin, and he inhaled deeply.