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I fight the compulsion to look down for as long as I can, but when Jax grinds to a halt, I stop with him, and my gaze descends.
The urge takes over, the need to touch the bodies so overpowering I can scarcely breathe.
“I need to go talk to my supervisor for a second and get caught up,” he says, skimming the area. “Wait here for a second.”
I nod dazedly as he wanders off. When he’s far enough away, I bend down and brush my fingers along the arm of a female a few years older than me.
When fey are alive, they mostly remain in their human form. But after they die, the glamour fades, and their original form shows through. Some of their forms are ghastly and terrifying, as bad as scenes in nightmares. Others, though, are hauntingly beautiful. The fey in front of me is part of the latter with shimmering violet skin, silver hair dipped in diamonds, lips tattooed with curvy, inky patterns.
Feel me, a melodious voice floats through my head. Feel my death …
Dizziness swims in my brain as her death seeps through my body … The pain … It’s unbearable … as hot as lightning yet as cold as a blizzard. I can barely breathe as images flicker through my mind. A tug kisses at my fingertips. I swear I fall … fall into her … become her … die with her.
“We shouldn’t be here,” I say as I stand in the middle of the field surrounded by my fellow fey. My violet skin sparkles in the pale moonlight, my silver hair whips in the wind, and a scorching hot power blazes through my veins. “This is a trap.”
The man in front of me turns toward me, brushing a lock of his inky black hair out of his crystal blue eyes. “Adaliya, you need to calm down. We have a truce with the Lord of the Afterlife, and he wouldn’t dare break that.”
I laugh hollowly. “You really think that’s true? That the Lord cursed with darkness in his veins wouldn’t screw you over?”
“Do I need to remind you who I am?” His threat rumbles from his chest. “Unlike you, I’m not some mere civilian fey. Royal blood pumps through my veins. Remember your place, Adaliya.”
Anger simmers under my skin, but I lower my head into a bow. “Yes, sir. I’m just nervous. With the water fey roaming the world now, I’m worried that everything is going to change, that truces might be broken and new ones formed.”
“I understand your concern, but I assure you the Lord of the Afterlife would not dare do anything to break the truce with the fey.” He towers over me. “We’re too powerful.”
I internally sigh. The Prince of the North Kingdom is too arrogant for his own good. I should have followed my gut instinct and stayed in the Fey Realm tonight in the safety of our magic.
“You said the Lord sent a letter for us to meet him here tonight,” I proceed with caution, choosing my words carefully to avoid angering him more. “But what exactly did he promise that made you so easily break the laws of leaving your kingdom?”
“He said he found the Branch of Eternity.” He casts a glance up at the night sky now hazed with clouds. “He wants to make a bargain for it.” His eyes land back on me. “Do you know what that would mean for our kind? It would free us from death forever.”
“We already live too long as it is,” I say. “Not everyone wants to live forever.”
“Well, I do, and that’s all that matters.” He turns his back on me, leaving me to stew in my frustration.
How dare he bring our army out here and risk our lives, all so he can have immortality! He doesn’t even know if the letter is actually from the Lord of the Afterlife.
I start to turn away, ready to disobey rules and walk away from this, when a low, grumbling sound rises from the trees. I strain my eyes against the darkness and make out the shadows of human-like figures with red, glowing eyes.
“Eyes of the blood thirsty ones,” I whisper in horror. I reach for the prince to warn him, but a scream shatters through the air.
Blurry figures zip
I fight the compulsion to look down for as long as I can, but when Jax grinds to a halt, I stop with him, and my gaze descends.
The urge takes over, the need to touch the bodies so overpowering I can scarcely breathe.
“I need to go talk to my supervisor for a second and get caught up,” he says, skimming the area. “Wait here for a second.”
I nod dazedly as he wanders off. When he’s far enough away, I bend down and brush my fingers along the arm of a female a few years older than me.
When fey are alive, they mostly remain in their human form. But after they die, the glamour fades, and their original form shows through. Some of their forms are ghastly and terrifying, as bad as scenes in nightmares. Others, though, are hauntingly beautiful. The fey in front of me is part of the latter with shimmering violet skin, silver hair dipped in diamonds, lips tattooed with curvy, inky patterns.
Feel me, a melodious voice floats through my head. Feel my death …
Dizziness swims in my brain as her death seeps through my body … The pain … It’s unbearable … as hot as lightning yet as cold as a blizzard. I can barely breathe as images flicker through my mind. A tug kisses at my fingertips. I swear I fall … fall into her … become her … die with her.
“We shouldn’t be here,” I say as I stand in the middle of the field surrounded by my fellow fey. My violet skin sparkles in the pale moonlight, my silver hair whips in the wind, and a scorching hot power blazes through my veins. “This is a trap.”
The man in front of me turns toward me, brushing a lock of his inky black hair out of his crystal blue eyes. “Adaliya, you need to calm down. We have a truce with the Lord of the Afterlife, and he wouldn’t dare break that.”
I laugh hollowly. “You really think that’s true? That the Lord cursed with darkness in his veins wouldn’t screw you over?”
“Do I need to remind you who I am?” His threat rumbles from his chest. “Unlike you, I’m not some mere civilian fey. Royal blood pumps through my veins. Remember your place, Adaliya.”
Anger simmers under my skin, but I lower my head into a bow. “Yes, sir. I’m just nervous. With the water fey roaming the world now, I’m worried that everything is going to change, that truces might be broken and new ones formed.”
“I understand your concern, but I assure you the Lord of the Afterlife would not dare do anything to break the truce with the fey.” He towers over me. “We’re too powerful.”
I internally sigh. The Prince of the North Kingdom is too arrogant for his own good. I should have followed my gut instinct and stayed in the Fey Realm tonight in the safety of our magic.
“You said the Lord sent a letter for us to meet him here tonight,” I proceed with caution, choosing my words carefully to avoid angering him more. “But what exactly did he promise that made you so easily break the laws of leaving your kingdom?”
“He said he found the Branch of Eternity.” He casts a glance up at the night sky now hazed with clouds. “He wants to make a bargain for it.” His eyes land back on me. “Do you know what that would mean for our kind? It would free us from death forever.”
“We already live too long as it is,” I say. “Not everyone wants to live forever.”
“Well, I do, and that’s all that matters.” He turns his back on me, leaving me to stew in my frustration.
How dare he bring our army out here and risk our lives, all so he can have immortality! He doesn’t even know if the letter is actually from the Lord of the Afterlife.
I start to turn away, ready to disobey rules and walk away from this, when a low, grumbling sound rises from the trees. I strain my eyes against the darkness and make out the shadows of human-like figures with red, glowing eyes.
“Eyes of the blood thirsty ones,” I whisper in horror. I reach for the prince to warn him, but a scream shatters through the air.
Blurry figures zip
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