Dean takes in the news of the man's death, and lets out a long, sorrowful sigh. "Silver blades...only our most dedicated enemies carry them. You did all you could. Not even Angelo here can heal the wounds that silver blades leave on us." Angelo frowns. "My great weakness."<br/><br/>When the lily of the waves is mentioned, Dean thinks, and then buries his face in his hands. When he finally composes himself, his eyes are tear stained from the news. "I know. Your mystery werewolf is Micheal Stevenson. One of our best. Honored by the spirits, loved by the People. Three weeks ago, he came to me and told me of the Lily. That's her name-at least, she calls herself Lily. We added the 'of the Waves' bit ourselves. Micheal told me that to mortal eyes, she appears human, but her hair is always wet. But...Angelo, with your Sight, you will see the truth. She is made of water." Angelo nodded. "I knew it sounded like a Changling."<br/><br/>Dean continued. "Micheal took on the task of defending her. It seems someone, or something wants her, and she escaped from that thing's imprisonment. So he said he would likely not appear at our gatherings for a while. He needed to protect not only her, but us as well. I wished him well, and gave him a klaive of my own make for his use." His face turns to rage. "When you find who did this...I will have revenge."<br/><br/>Angelo is already making a phone call. "Sarah, I need your help. I need to find the Spring Court. I don't have time to explain." He sighs. "His name is Micheal Stevenson. Ah, the Woods nightclub, eh? Thanks." He hangs up and turns to the Princesses. "Here's the plan. We head to the Woods-and this is one you can't walk to, Selene. We talk to the Spring Court, and beg them to help us find Lily. They have a rather unique power-if there's a lot of them in a specific area, they can unite their wills and do...well, miracles. Knowing them, we'll have to do something in return. Who here can negotiate a contract?"<br/><br/>"Once we find Lily, we go get her. I don't know about you guys, but my place-my Sanctum, if you will-has a guest bed. Lily will probably be safest where I live. Unless anyone has objections?" He asks.