Midsummer Dance

Teb Nandi is having dreams about being an owl. Every time she wakes, she hears voices calling her name. Could this be goblins at work?  And then there’s the Piper telling her to stop complaining and do her job - easy to say when you’re not Goddess of the Hunt.

Prom night or Wild Hunt? Teb finds dealing with her constituents, and their idea of a good time, is a whole mess of weird. Never mind gettin...