By Mercedes Lackey
Eric Banyon, often called Bedlam's Bard, controlled to avoid wasting his younger brother Magnus from what a killer demon, yet now he needs to rescue Magnus from their tyrannical mom and dad. Eric doesn't stay up for the custody conflict, yet his good friend Ria heads a high-powered legislation company, and in a pinch he can use bardic magic to fudge a DNA try out. yet Eric does not recognize that his mom and dad are allied with evangelist Billy Fairchild, himself a device of the evil Unseleighe elves. If Magnus and his pal Ace, who's additionally at the run from her twisted mom and dad, fall into Fairchild's fingers, even Eric's bardic magic will not be adequate to save lots of them.
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His face brightened when he saw Eric riding toward the party, and he glanced toward Arvin. The Prince waved permission, and he spurred his elvensteed toward Lady Day. Rionne followed closely. "Bard Eric," Jachiel said, reining in. "It is . . " "It's good to be back," Eric said. " Rionne made a sound that might have been a snort, and might have been a cough. " she asked neutrally. "Unfortunately, he wasn't home. " Jachiel said in disgust. He hesitated, on the verge of saying something more, then changed his mind.
Except, of course, that the overall theme was Darkety-dark-dark, so everything was done in somber shades and there was a heavy preponderance of red and black. The few people he saw all stared at him with expressions of unblinking shock—either because he was human, or because he was from the Bright Court, or both. At last the two faceless knights stopped before a massive set of double doors. "Here lies the audience chamber of Prince Gabrevys ap Ganeliel of Bete Noir. " They turned and settled against the walls, becoming—as far as Eric could tell—suits of empty armor.
Well, it's nice to know I'm doing him a favor," Eric said. "Just make sure he takes it in that spirit," Beth said dangerously. "Oh, don't worry," Eric said lightly. '" Beth's expression turned meditative. Eric replayed his last sentence in his head and winced. Beth didn't disappoint him. "Gosh, Eric," she said, making her eyes very wide, "And here I thought you were in green, not violet. " Eric groaned, and pantomimed a rim-shot—and because he could, here, he used a wisp of magic to produce the sound out of the air.