The sprite nodded its agreement, folding its arms in contempt.

William took a long breath and exhaled sharply. Then he forced a look of contrition onto his face. "You have my apologies, lady sprite," he said, with an attempt at gallantry that fell quite short.

The sprite narrowed its eyes. "We are not believing ye."

William looked fit to be tied. "That's all the apology you will receive from me, sprite. You should count your blessings that I did not say you resembled a dead bird."

Bodicea shot William a warning glance then turned her attention to the sprite. "You have not told them of the children."