Eighteen
Louisa Endless
I couldn’t leave the Gate. Sometimes I went into Faerie but I always had someone to watch the Gate. This time, I was by myself. Which meant that I needed help. I had to call another Gatekeeper. There was more than one of us. No one really knew how many gates to faerie there were. Sometimes they popped up on their own, and new gatekeepers were always added. But there were some places that were just more powerful than others that had had gatekeepers for centuries.
I should have found someone in Europe, but I couldn’t risk the chance that someone wouldn’t betray me to Edward. European Gatekeepers were staunchly traditionalist. Believing bargains were something to be honored. A lot of them weren’t happy with my family for having gotten Emma
