I was going to do this for Halloween, as the last chapter said. I made it a double update just for you guys.

Happy Halloween and Samhain early! I own none of the original.

Puck's POV

"Where is Harmony?" A rush of glamour warned me not to freak out; she was safe.

Grimalkin stretched his jaws in a huge yawn. "She is hunting with Kierran. And she should be back… now."

Nightshade stopped dead in her tracks when she saw me. Kierran pushed her from behind, and I caught the unbalanced girl in my arms. She squeezed me tightly. "Don't do that to me," she nearly growled, but I could tell she was talking around the lump in her throat.

"Do what, not-so-Harmony?"

The cait sith flicked his tail at us. "If you are quite done," he said. I shifted my grip on her and rested my chin on the top of her head from behind. She sighed, leaning into my touch. "Very well, I can see you will be hard to separate. The Royal Council is having a meeting to discuss the battle, whether or not it will create a war. They have lifted Leanansidhe's exile temporarily in order for her to join. I suggest the Lost Legacy be represented, as Crystal gave her life for." My hand found the amulet in an instant.

Harmony twisted her head to look at me. I remembered last minute her bird form was an owl. "Crystal? What did she…?" Her voice trailed off when she saw my fist curled around the charm.

"She's dead," I whispered, hugging her hard with my other arm. "She didn't just give her life, though. I had to promise her something in return."

Grim purred, and I wanted to strangle him. "She knew exactly what she was doing, too. Had it been Harmony herself, I might have mentioned Ariella déjà-vu." Nightshade stiffened against me.

Kierran unhitched himself from the wall. "Enough, cat." His tone was not commanding, but it was enough to raise the hairs along the cait sith's spine. Harmony wrenched away from me and went to him. I felt an undeniable sense of loss. "We should see Mother and Father before this meeting. If Glitch told them anything, I will personally murder him."

"He won't," Harmony assured, making me wonder what happened between them.

"You are too late, nonetheless," Grim stated matter-of-factly. "The meeting has already begun."

When he vanished in true Grimalkin fashion, as Meghan would put it, I felt my muscles coil for battle. Harmony looked over at me. "Puck, you should go ahead," she advised softly. I very nearly turned into a raven then and there and left her to her fate. Then something made her eyes mist over and she shook her head abruptly. "Never mind," she muttered, looking as if someone had punched her in the gut.

"I'll scout ahead if it makes you feel better."

"Oy! You guys should make up your damn minds. Here, I'll do it." I cleared my throat dramatically. "We will go together. Happy?"

Harmony stared at me in disbelief; Kierran draped one arm around her shoulders. I wondered what I had gotten myself into. The kind-of-siblings were awfully clingy today. I wished Crystal had thought of that when she did this to me. In fact, I wished I had thought of it. Now I was stuck with two mopes. Fun. Oh, and I happened to conveniently forget Grimalkin. How tragic.

"What's that look for?" Nightshade punched my arm lightly to get my attention. I stared at her blankly – how could she tell what I was feeling? I was exceptional at hiding my emotions. She met my gaze steadily. "I can just… feel it. I know that you're worrying over something, and I don't know what."

"Maybe it's because you shouldn't," I retorted, pushing the promise for Crystal and the love for Harmony out of my mind. "You know what? I think I'll go by myself. Make a big entrance, the kind I deserve."

When I was a raven, I circled the manor once. "What's gotten into him?" I heard Nightshade ask.

"You will learn," came Grim's disembodied voice. "For now, I guess it is my job to show you to the Council. So… tedious."

I flew ahead, keeping to my word. They could keep secrets all they wanted. I still had a few tricks up my sleeve. I was alive, for once, and two was that I had the glamour of all three courts. Robin Goodfellow was getting bigger and better. I would have smirked at my own wit: Buy your tickets while you got the chance! It's the show of a lifetime! Well, the Council had to watch out. Not only were the other representatives back, but now I was one of them.

This would be interesting.