He had to be close by. Literally the entire raiding party had only just dispersed from the area, but how the hells was she going to grab his attention. What all did she know about the little fucker? Small, furry, gigantic asshole. She didn’t even remember his name to be honest, pay more attention Gwendolyn. To be fair, it wasn’t like this was something she had ever expected to need to occur. Honestly, she was moreso eager to return to her husband, Mr. Mystwolfe, after being trapped in a space warping bubble for who knows how long.



But important things must come first. Siathriah has never been so drained of her power as she was after the incident in the King’s Valley. Gwen could not even feel her searing presence prowling through her mind after the exile queen had left. It was…quiet. Good time to think.



How do you normally summon a fae creature from nowhere? She looked around at what was at hand. Some sticks, wildflowers, some incense sticks in her pouch. There was always room for more incense. Gwendolyn knelt down aside a gigantic tree in the field, and set up a small fae shrine. It was quite beautiful. She stood up to admire her work, and then kicked the shit out of it.



“DAMNABLE CREATURE, HEAR ME. IT’S COME TIME TO FULFILL OUR CONTRACT” She shouted to the surrounding grassland. What better way to summon an asshole than by being one?

"Which contract? Do you mean the one where you owe me a favor? I'm pretty sure I'm the one that's supposed to call you when it's time to fulfill that one, not the other way around." Hylltywyll asked smugly, standing behind Gwen with a smirk.

He had heard her screaming and came to see what was going on here. She was lucky he was still nearby after that fight. Hell, he was pretty sure he still could have heard her shouting from the next region over. After the fight with that glorified mermaid, he could have easily disappeared from the area entirely, but he had stuck around for a little while to see if there was anything else that interested him. He didn't expect to find this.

He leaned to the side and looked past her at the ruined little shrine she'd set up and then destroyed.

"What was that supposed to be? A shrine to meeeee? You did a really poor job of taking care of it. Is this how you treat that dumb cat of yours too? She does seem like the type to make you build shrines to her."

A sharp inhale of surprise at the sudden voice behind her saw Gwen react on instinct instead of logic. She turned sharply, commanding a maul to attack before noticing it was only the very thing she had summoned. Closing her hand before the strike, the maul came to a stop about a foot away from the smug little bastard before she sighed, waving it back to resume its levitation behind her.



“The contract has two parties, and I don’t recall you specifying the invoker.” The noblewoman said, already with an air of annoyance not a minute deep into conversation. Little bastard just had a direct way under her skin, no matter if she needed him or not. Rolling her eyes at the comments on her shrine, the maul that floated nearby almost instinctually finished the job of destroying what was left.



“The Cat” Gwen said, with exaggerated finger quotations “Already has one. Ever heard of Coldwood Forest? My fathers manor there stands a monument to her hubris already, not something I can just kick about a field. Like that shoddy thing.” She said confidently, a smug smirk on her face. It was a dick move to be sure, but a necessary one. The creature was more impulsive when it was flustered, and she would need every advantage she could get to end up on top.



“Regardless, the timing could not have been better. The Imposter Queen is dead. The cat used a significant amount of power during the conflict, and at least for the moment is not looking through my eyes. No better chance, right?”

Hylltywyll crossed his arms. Of course he didn't have to specify an invoker when the deal was that she owed him a favor. Who the hell decides what favor they're going to do for someone to settle such a debt? Well, that dumb cat had tried, remembering the last time they'd met, and he'd shut that bullshit down.

But, it looked like this wasn't that deal she was invoking. This must be the second deal, of her helping him get revenge on Siathriah. It was ironic that she had spent so much power during the fight while Hyll felt stronger than ever afterwards, after taking a bite out of that false Fae Queen. He was still "digesting" all that sea domain magic, but it would be his soon. And that he accidentally swallowed some of that black ichor the queen suddenly melted into while he was biting her to drain her magic was probably fine. It's not like he hadn't eaten weird stuff before. The occasional almost angry-sounding gurgles from his stomach were nothing to worry about.

"Hm. Well, if she's as blind as you right now, maybe it is a good time to strike. Fine then. But the deal won't be repaid until I've actually gotten my payback, and this isn't the favor you owe me. This is the other deal, in case you forgot you still had 2 debts to me yet to be paid." Hylltywyll said smugly, holding up two fingers.

"So, do you have a plan for how to strike? Or are you going into this... blind?" He smirked.