Mab's smile grew to look almost genuine. "You did ask it." She pointed out. Kenzie had been the one to inquire as to her court to start with after all. Mab lifted her fingers and iced another bottle, looking pointedly at Kenzie. She certainly will not destroy the child for answering wrong. But she might think less of her if she can't put simple things together.

"The Seelie court rules summer, from Winter's wane to Summer's wax solstice to solstice, then the Unseelie court takes over it's Rule of Winter. Surely these things are still readily available in mortal libraries?" Mab had gone to great lengths to have the Grimm Brothers put tales of her kind into human hands. The Tuatha had been quite active in Ireland as well when Mab had been busy in the Black Forest. "Based on this information what might you guess?"