[ Alec's mentally combating some very long-ingrained messages when he approaches the entrance to the Seelie Court, having responded (not entirely eagerly) to a summons from its Queen. He's intensely wary of her specifically, and he'd like to think it's with good reason.
But there's some older rhetoric that's hard to shake, too. Stories he's heard secondhand about the realm where Seelies dwell. He's also had some less-than-stellar experiences with them in New York, apart from ever having stood on what is familiar ground to them.
Now, these thoughts are a lot less prevalent since the events leading up to Izzy's trial transpired and Alec's certainly gotten a lot more combative with the things he was raised to believe since coming out and dating Magnus, among other things. But that doesn't mean those things - some of them probably true - don't linger in his head as he finds himself suddenly among a copse of trees that looks entirely unreal compared to the landscape he just left.
There's some admiration there, but more wariness than anything.
Anyone observing might notice the way his hand twitches in the direction of his back, as if to reach for a quiver that isn't there. He's really trying to be diplomatic. ]
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But there's some older rhetoric that's hard to shake, too. Stories he's heard secondhand about the realm where Seelies dwell. He's also had some less-than-stellar experiences with them in New York, apart from ever having stood on what is familiar ground to them.
Now, these thoughts are a lot less prevalent since the events leading up to Izzy's trial transpired and Alec's certainly gotten a lot more combative with the things he was raised to believe since coming out and dating Magnus, among other things. But that doesn't mean those things - some of them probably true - don't linger in his head as he finds himself suddenly among a copse of trees that looks entirely unreal compared to the landscape he just left.
There's some admiration there, but more wariness than anything.
Anyone observing might notice the way his hand twitches in the direction of his back, as if to reach for a quiver that isn't there. He's really trying to be diplomatic. ]