Slowly, recognition lights his eyes, and he gives me an incredulous look. I drop the illusion and push my hair behind my ear.
“You’re Fae,” he says in a loud whisper. His hand slips on the fountain, and for a moment, I worry he’s going to topple into the shallow pool.
Smiling, I pull my hair back over my ear. “Let’s not announce it to the world.”
“What are you doing in Davon?”
Glancing back at the theater, disappointment finally wins over anger. “I saw a performance when I was young. I suppose I wanted to relive the feeling of that night.”
Frederick looks pensive, reading my mood a little too astutely. “I thought you enjoyed the show?”
“I did.” I wrinkle my nose. “And then I met the theater’s owner.”
“What did Alex say?” Frederick demands. “If he—”
“It’s fine,” I assure him. “I had a lovely evening. It was a pleasure to meet you. If you’re ever in West Faerie—”
“Join me for breakfast.”
“Frederick,” I say with a gentle laugh. “I need to go home. Tonight reminded me where I belong, and it’s not in Davon.”
“You want to experience human things, don’t you? That’s why you’re here? I’ll take you on a tour of the city. We’ll have a grand time.”
I should be honest with him about Alex, but he looks so dejected…
“Breakfast,” I finally agree. “But then I must leave.”
He grins as he walks backward, obviously believing he can coax me into an outing after we eat. “Nine o’clock? The café down the street where we went today?”
“All right.”
“Sleep well, Sabine. I’ll see you in the morning.”
I frown as he walks away, knowing I should have turned him down. I can’t get attached to him or any other human, not when this will be my only visit to the city.