Almost a year has passed since the friends rescued Jack's brother Dan.

Jack, Ken and Catherine have forgotten the fairy world.

Forgotten they saved Thomas the Rhymer and rescued Dan.

Even forgotten they were friends.

The fairy world has not forgotten them.

 Bess is dying and needs the friends to save the fairy world.

After the ghostly Daughters of Albion appear at Bess’s funeral, Jack battles an ancient evil and Catherine an old enemy.

Ken vanishes. Kidnapped!

 Where is he?

 Who has him?

A fairy queen or someone more sinister?

 On a white knuckle adventure, Jack and Catherine meet Ken’s mysterious father, watch Mr Grin summon archangels and then fairy queens at an ancient mystical site.

They learn animal magic from an elfin lord and fight to save a dying werewolf, before uncovering an explosive plot to destroy the fairy world.

 Is it true? Will Ken unwittingly spark the inferno?

 What dangers will Jack undergo to save his friend?

 Will Catherine make the ultimate sacrifice?

Or is the Fairy world doomed to destruction?

Who are the Daughters of Albion? 

Some say they are the wives and mothers of the fallen of Britain, who come at every calamity, Black Death, War of the Roses, the execution of the King. They were seen in the plague and the great fire that followed.  In the blitz, they wandered the alleys of Paternoster Square on the night Saint Paul’s was bombed.

Is it as the old monk Gildas said, all that time ago? 

Has the ruin of Britain come again?

What of the daughters of Albion?

Do they foretell catastrophe? 

Or do they cause it?

“Holy Mary mother of God,” said Polly making the sign of the cross, like the good Irish Catholic she was. “I’m not much of a believer, but still it does not harm,” she explained sheepishly to Rosie.

Turning to the children, she crowed triumphantly, “See I was right. Ghosts, they are. Ghosts of the poor damned come to pay their respects, for that’s Saint Sepulchre, the Church of Newgate, where the bodies of the executed were brought.”

“No, you’re wrong,” said a voice from behind.

It made Polly jump.

“Madog? What are you playing at?” she exclaimed.

“Shush. These are no ghosts. They’re the Daughters of Albion.”

“Then calamity’s on us,” exclaimed Polly, crossing herself again, which made it twice in as many minutes.

from the Daughters of Albion

“Stonehenge is a massive junction of ley lines. If Ken is inside the monument when she loses control, she could blow the whole place, like lightning hitting a power line. Elfin are tuned to earth energies. It’s how we travel ley lines. A shock wave like that could kill a lot of us.”

“It would take decades for the earth energy lines to re-establish, Madog. In the meanwhile, the Mages will hunt down defenceless survivors, stuck without any means of escape,” said Mr. Grin.

“What about my Kenny?”

“Rosie, Ken will be at the heart of the shock wave, Rosie. Much of the energy will go outwards, but he will not emerge uninjured. You might beg Agnes Day to save him.”

Madog turned to Jack and hissed between clenched teeth, “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Caw,” croaked Jack.

 “Don’t give me that. If Polly see’s you, she’ll have my bloody guts for garters. You should have heard her when you were stuck as a hawk. She gave me right down the banks.”

“Caw.”

“Okay, so Catherine’s keeping Rosie busy. At least she won’t be ringing Polly, that’s something.” Madog laughed. “I always knew you were trouble Jack Hughes, that’s what I like about you. Just don’t get in the way, right.”

“Caw.”

 “I don’t suppose you know what bird type of you are?”

“Caw.”

“No, you’re not just any old crow, you’re a JACK-daw. Now you’re here, might as well make yourself useful.”

Jack put his head quizzically to one side.

“You have to be near for me to hear what you’re saying. It’s no good shouting down at me from a hundred feet up. Okay? Now go and make yourself useful.”

Jack hopped off the fence post and took wing. From a hundred feet up he could see for miles. He wheeled in a circle, gaining altitude, looking for Ken and Lisa. All he saw were two tramps coming over the field on the far side. He dropped into a dive and flapped his wings for extra speed, to get a closer look.

It was them. Why couldn’t Madog see them? Jack realised, from the ground Ken and Lisa were hidden by a hill, or a mound behind Stonehenge. Two guards from the van and set off running. Jack saw they were running around the two tramps. They would get behind them and drive them into Stonehenge.

“Caw,” cried Jack, trying to warn them. “Caw. Caw.”

from the Daughters of Albion

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