Ironside

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Kaye slid into the booth, letting the familiar smell of brewed coffee wash over her. She didn't care that it stank of iron. This was the world she knew. It almost made her feel safe.
A cute Latino boy handed them their laminated menus and poured their water.
Luis drank it gratefully. "I'm starving. I pretty much finished all my protein bars yesterday.”
"Do you really have more power over us if we eat your food?" Corny asked Ethine.
"We do," Ethine said.
Luis gave her a dark look.
"So I—," Corny started, but then he opened his menu, hid his face, and didn't finish.
"It fades," Ethine said. "Eat something else. That helps.”
"I have to make a call," Kaye told Corny.
Corny leaned down to plug the cord into an outlet sitting underneath a painting of happy trees and a moose. He sat back up and handed the slim phone to Kaye. "As long as you don't jerk it out of the wall, you can use it while it's charging.”
She dialed her mother's number, but the phone just rang and rang. No voice mail. No answering machine. Ellen didn't believe in recorded messages that she would forget to check.
"Mom's not home," Kaye said. "We need a plan.”
Corny put his menu down. "How can we make a plan when we don't know what Silarial's going to do?”
"We need to do something," Kaye said. "First. Now.”
"Why?" Luis asked.
"The reason that Silarial wanted me to come to the Seelie Court is because I know Roiben's true name.”
Ethine looked over at Kaye, eyes wide.
"Oh," Corny said. "Right. Shit.”
"I managed to deceive her about what his name is for a while, but now she knows I played her.”
"What a typical pixie you are," Ethine said.
She might have said more, but at that moment the waitress walked over, taking her pen and pad out of her apron. "What can I get you kids? We have an eggnog pancake special still going.”
"Coffee, coffee, coffee, and coffee," Corny said, pointing around the table.
"A strawberry milkshake," said Luis. "Mozzarella sticks and a deluxe cheeseburger.”
"How would you like that cooked?" the waitress asked.
Luis looked at her strangely. "Whatever. Just cook it.”
"Steak and eggs," Corny said. "Meat, burnt. Eggs, over easy. Dry rye toast.”
"Chicken souvlaki on a pita," Kaye said. "Extra tzatziki sauce for my fries, please.”
Ethine looked at them all blankly and then looked at the menu in front of her. "Blueberry pie," she said finally.
"You kids been to that Renaissance Faire up in Tuxedo?" the woman asked.
"You guessed it," said Corny.
"Well, you all look real cute." She smiled as she gathered their menus.
"How horrible to be dying all your life," Ethine said with a shudder as the waitress walked away.
"You're closer to death than she is," Luis told her. He poured a line of sugar on the table, licked his finger, and ran it through the powder.
"You're not going to kill me." Ethine lifted her cuffed hand. "You don't know what to do. You're all just frightened children.”
Kaye tugged abruptly against the other end of the cuff, pulling Ethine's hand back down to the vinyl-covered booth seat. "I heard something about a duel. Silarial agreed to give you her kingdom if Roiben won. What's up with that?”
Ethine turned to look at Kaye in confusion. "She agreed?”
"Well, maybe she got distracted during all the kissing that preceded it.”
"Whoa," Corny said. "What?”
Kaye nodded. "It wasn't like he threw it in her, but there was some definite pitching and catching of woo." Her voice sounded rough.
Ethine smiled down at the table. "He kissed her. That pleases me. He does have feelings for her, even still.”
Kaye frowned. She tried to think of an excuse to tug on the cuff again.
"Back to what you know about the duel," prompted Luis.
Ethine shrugged. "It is to take place in neutral territory—Hart Island off of New York—a day from tonight. At best, my brother could win the Unseelie Court a few years of peace, perhaps long enough to build up a larger legion of fey or a better strategy. At worst, he could lose his lands and his life.”
"Doesn't sound worth it," Corny said.
"No, wait," said Kaye, shaking her head. "The problem is that it sounds totally worth it. It sounds possible for him to win. I bet Roiben thinks he can beat Talathain. Silarial didn't want them to go at it today, but Roiben didn't seem to mind. Why would she give him even a chance to win?”
Luis shrugged. "Maybe it's no fun if it's too easy to take over the Unseelie Court?”
"Maybe she's got some other plan," Kaye said. "Some way to give Talathain an advantage.”
"What about cold iron bullets?" Corny said. "Fits in with her use of that big rig. She's on a whole mortal tech kick.”
"Is any bullet really more terrible than an arrowhead that burrows through your skin to strike your heart?" Ethine asked. "No mortal weapon will kill him.”
Luis nodded. "Then Roiben's name. That's the most obvious, right? Then the whole duel becomes a smoke screen because she can force him to lose.”
"Whatever my Queen's plan, I imagine it is beyond your ken," said Ethine.
The waitress came and poured coffee into their cups. Corny raised his in one yellow-gloved hand. "Here's to us." He looked at Ethine. "Brought to this table by friendship or fate—or because you're a prisoner—and here's to the sweet balm of coffee, by the grace of which we shall accomplish the task before us and ken what we need to ken. Okay?”
The three of them lifted their cups of coffee and clinked them together. Kaye clinked her cup against Ethine's.
Corny closed his eyes in bliss as he took his first sip. Then he sighed and looked over at them. "Okay, so what were we talking about?”
"The plan," Kaye said. "The plan we don't have.”
"It's hard to come up with a scheme to thwart some other scheme you don't even know about," Luis said.
"This is what I think we should do," said Corny. "Lay low until after the duel. We surround ourselves with iron and keep her for insurance." He gestured toward Ethine with his coffee spoon, and a few drops spattered on the table. One hit the faerie woman's gown, soaking into the strange fabric. "So, Kaye, if you're the linchpin of Silarial's plan, the plan won't happen. The duel will go fairly. May the best monster win.”
"I don't know," said Kaye. The waitress set a steaming plate in front of her. Her mouth watered at the smell of the cooked onions. Across the table, Luis picked up a mozzarella stick and dredged it through a dish of sauce. "I feel like we should be doing something more. Something important.”
"Do you know what fairy chess is?" Corny asked.
Kaye shook her head.
"It's what they call it when you change the rules of the game. Usually it's just a single variation.”
"They really call it that?" Kaye asked. "Like in chess club?”
He nodded. "And I should know.”
"There were absolutely no blueberries in that pie, were there?" Ethine asked as she climbed into the car beside Kaye, the handcuffs taut.
"Dunno," said Corny. "How was it?”
"Barely edible," said Ethine.
"Right there, that is the great thing about diners. The food is much tastier than you would think. Like those mozzarella sticks.”
"My mozzarella sticks," Luis said as he started the car.
Corny shrugged, a wicked grin spreading across his features. "Worried about getting my germs?”
Luis looked panicked, then abruptly angry. "Shut it.”
Kaye poked Corny in the back of his neck, but when he turned to her, his expression was hard to decipher. She tried to mouth a question. He shook his head and turned back to the road, leaving her more puzzled than before.
She leaned against the cushions of the seat, letting her glamour slip away with relief. She was coming to hate the weight of it.
"One more time, I say you ought to release me," said Ethine. "We're well away from the court, and my continued captivity will only draw them to you.”
"No one likes being a hostage," said Luis, and there was some satisfaction in his voice. "But I think they're coming whether you're tagging along or not. And we're safer with you here.”
Ethine turned to Kaye. "And you are going to let the humans speak for you? Will you side against your people?”
"I would think you'd be glad you're here," Kaye said. "At least you don't have to watch your beloved Queen kill your beloved brother. Who she's probably in love with." As she said it, her stomach clenched. The words echoed in her ears, as if she'd doomed him.
Ethine pressed her mouth into a thin, pale line.
"Not to mention the pie," said Corny.
Exits streamed by as Kaye stared out the window, feeling sick and helpless and guilty.
"Do we need to pick up Dave somewhere?" Corny asked softly, his voice pitched so that Kaye knew she wasn't included in the conversation.
Luis shook his head. "I'll call from your place. My friend Val said she'd pick him up at the station and keep an eye on him. She could probably even drop him off if we need her to." He sighed. "I just hope my brother actually got on the train.”
"Why wouldn't he?" Corny asked.
"He doesn't like to do what I say. About a year ago, Dave and I were living in an abandoned subway station. It was shitty, but the iron kept away the faeries, and this bargain I'd struck with the faeries kept away most everyone else. Then Dave found this junkie girl and brought her down to live with us. Lolli. Things were tense between me and my brother before that, but Lolli just made everything worse.”
"You both liked her?" Corny asked.
Luis gave him a quick look. "Not really. Dave followed her around like a puppy dog. He was obsessed. But she . . . Inexplicably, she liked me.”
Corny laughed.
"I know," said Luis. He shook his head, clearly embarrassed. "Hilarious, right? I hate this girl's guts and am blind in one eye and . . . Anyway, Dave never really forgave me. He used this drug, Never—it's magic—to make himself look like me. Got really strung out. Killed some faeries to get more.”
"And that's why you have to work for Silarial?" Corny asked.
"Yeah. Only her protection really keeps him safe in New York." Luis sighed. "It barely works. The exiles are sworn to nobody and they were the ones he was killing. If he would just straighten himself out... I know things could be better. Next year he'll be eighteen. We could get loans from the state on account of both our parents being dead. Go to school.”
Kaye thought about what Dave had said when they were in New York, about having some fun before he died. She felt awful. He wasn't thinking about getting an education.
"Go to school for what?" Corny asked.
Luis sighed. "It's going to sound dumb. I thought about being a librarian—like my ma—or a doctor.”
"I want to stop at my house," Kaye said loudly, interrupting them. "If you turn here, we're really close.”
"What?" Corny turned around in his seat. "You can't. We have to stick together.”
"I want to make sure my grandmother's okay and get some clothes.”
"That's stupid." Corny turned around farther in his seat to look back at her. "Besides, you're handcuffed to our prisoner.”
"I have the key. You can cuff her to yourself. Look, I'll meet you at your house after I get my stuff." She paused, fishing around in her pocket. "I need to feed my rats. They've been alone for days and I bet their water bottle is getting low.”
"You'll never feed them again if you get carried off by faeries!”
"And I don't wish to be left alone with two mortal boys," Ethine said softly. "If you won't let me free, then you are charged with my comfort.”
"Oh, please," Kaye said. "Corny's gay. You don't have to worry about—" She stopped as Corny glowered at her, and she sucked in her breath. He liked Luis. That was what all the glaring about the mozzarella sticks and the germs had been about.
"Sorry," she mouthed, but it only made him glare more. "Turn here," she said finally, and Luis turned.
"You misunderstand my concern," said Ethine, but Kaye ignored her.
"I know you want to check on your grandma and your mother." Corny's voice was low. "But even if your grandmother knows something about what's going on with your mom—which is a long shot—I really doubt you are going to like what you hear.”
"Look," Kaye said, and her voice was as soft as his, "I don't know what happens next. I don't know how we fix things. But I can't just disappear forever without saying good-bye.”
"Fine." He pointed for Luis. "Stop there." He looked at Kaye. "Be quick.”
They pulled up in front of Kaye's grandmother's house. She uncuffed her wrist, handed the key to Corny, and got out.
Luis cranked down the window. "We should wait for you.”
She shook her head. "I'll meet you guys at the trailer.”