"Also, you said your sorcery doesn't work in the mortal world."

"It doesn't. Or at least it supposedly doesn't, I haven't tried any since I got here, but sources are consistent in saying that it doesn't work, the harmonics are wrong."

"Fey magic works here, and there are a few types of magic that people here can practice."

"Then..." Promise fixes her eyes on a spot in midair, frowning, and then a pinprick of light appears there. "...Oh. I should close my gate, then, since I can do it from this end."

"Do you want an escort, so no one tells you their name by accident?" Daphne asks.

"Yes, please."

"Fair warning, if you're seen primarily with me and you're not a student here people are likely to think you're sleeping with me."

"I really don't care if they think that as long as it's false."

"I wasn't propositioning you, no. The power dynamics alone, ugh."

"I am suddenly intensely sympathetic to your desire to burn that fucker's house down. If anyone asks you to do something you don't want while your here you can come to me and I'll explain to them why this is no."

"Nobody else here can order me, just you. Unless they can reasonably claim the food you give me, so if you could avoid getting it from particularly nearby that would be good." She gets up. "Let's go get my gate closed."

"Okay." She opens the door again, having closed it after not-Frederick left. She remembers the way from three weeks ago. "I didn't think they could make you, but sometimes people who've been through shit like that find it...unpleasant even to be asked, so."

"I don't think that's specifically a problem I have."

"Well, if you did I would tell people off for you. ...I'm going to have to ask my mom to send a care package if the food needs to come from not nearby, is there anything in particular I should ask for?"

"Fruits, nuts, vegetables."

"Any particular flavor preferences? More or less sweet? More or less savory?"

"Some of both. I'm not picky."

For which Promise is grateful.

But eventually they do get there without accidentally envassaling anyone.

And Promise closes her gate, then says, "Done."

"So those goons can't get at you. You said they were Thorn's vassals, who's Thorn? Is that the guy who had you before Yellow?"

"Yes."

"...I still agree with you that going after him at the time would have been a terrible idea, but I do have friends who are magic users."