Tithe

The faerie knight blinked in the late October sunshine spilling through the door under the hill.

“Mr. Tam Lin?” asked the lovely young lady standing there.

He smiled winningly at the maiden. “I see my reputation has preceded me.”

She smiled back. “You might say that, sir.” She reached under her cloak and handed him a sheaf of papers fixed with an unfamiliar seal. “Tam Lin, you are hereby ordered to appear in court on a matter of paternity one week hence, November first. Have a happy Halloween, sir.”

He heard footsteps behind him.

“Who is this?” asked the Queen.

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