<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"You are wrong about that, mon ami," Nicholas responded softly, not even sure if she'd hear him.  "I would walk through Hell and back for you.  We have both done far worse before."  He waited a few moments before following her back inside, idly thinking that it might be a good idea to kill the air conditioning before they both caught a death of flu and none of this mattered anyway.<br/><br/>Even if she hadn't contacted him, something like this would not have been well hidden.  She couldn't yet fathom exactly what those symbols represented.  How much they represented.  And he was tied to this, too, in more ways than Lynia could possibly know.  He had plenty of years on her... She was barely a child in the immortal realm, adult by human standards but barely out of diapers among those more ancient than God himself.  And the <em>Sidhe</em> were ancient among the ancients.<br/><br/>"I would find you, Lynia, no matter where you go."  And he would shield her as best he could from the coming events.  The <em>Sidhe</em> might not even be their worst enemy, but there were certainly a threat.  None to trifle with, the Fae-folk.<br/></span>