He pulled the rest of the soldiers away from the kitchen, keeping them out of the way of the cook. Clearly, he knew what to do to keep her from getting waspish.<br/><br/>He considered the question, before shrugging. "No idea. I got infused with magic from one of the Fae, and now am bound to serve the Summer Court until it kills me permanently. Or I get released, but I haven't heard of someone getting out that way. I have been learning a second type of magic, but the explosions are frequent. And I don't know if the world you came from can support it. It might just not work there."