Mab had honestly not expected this child to have been caught. Nor to be so mild and calm in a place where she was in danger. It was lively enough that Mab could make her way over without drawing too much attention. The first brush of cool air would hit Abigail when she was about three meters away. Mab stepped up beside Abigail, and gazed out at the revelry. Now she looked nothing like the business woman she had portrayed before. There was no hiding the unearthliness of her, with long hair down, color shifting eyes with cat's pupils among the most noticeable of her fae features.

"Now this is not a place I expected to see thee again, mortal." Her voice was calm, almost amused. "Tell me, how didst thee fare with thine lawkeepers?"