Sighing heavily, Fionn trudged slowly back into the ball, although he was certainly not enjoying himself nearly as much as he had been earlier in the evening. He managed to put on a good face, fighting the urge to cut down the Goblin King where he stood. "Glow worm?" he thought, as he smiled and schmoozed with the various lower gentry, "We'll see who thinks who is weak when this glow worm kills him."<br/><br/>Settling into his chair at the Seelie Royal table, he watched the scene before him with some disdain. The truth was, he hated royal functions such as these, much preferring his quests and adventures and even day to day life in the court to these overly formal gatherings.