Breandan and I entered Lochlann's tent and stopped in the middle, our fingers touching and our shoulders brushing.With his eyes narrowed and his chest heaving, he paced in front of us. Finally, you're here, so I can start passing judgment. Did you get lost en route to this location?Breandan remained silent.The question was rhetorical, of course.However, I had a response: "What do you mean, judgment?".If you don't ask you, you won't speak.In a whip-crack, Lochlann's voice broke.After being told to shut up so rudely, it took me a moment to gather my composure. I am not one of your rebels, who to the gods do you think you are talking to. You can't talk to me in that way or order me around and expect me to comply.He stopped pacing and carefully turned his gaze to my face and the fingers that were holding Breandans. I have sworn allegiance to my younger brother. You are a member of my court because of your attachment to him.I responded by God it does. You have no right to interfer
It was chilly. Noisy. Gradually, the feeling started to return. I could first move my fingers and toes, then my legs. I struggled to bring my hands closer to my face as I groaned from the thumping at my temple. When I realized I couldn't make my eyes move to obey, they slid half-open groggily. I noticed that my legs were being held down by a rough rope as I looked down at my body, which was now covered in a flimsy black sheath. The fog was still thick over me, and it was dark, so I struggled to remember. Trees, dirt, fresh air, smoke, and another strange, metallic smell were all in the air. I realized that this smell was strange, unwelcome, but strangely familiar. My legs and arms tried to pull, but all they did was flail. I took a deep breath and gritted my teeth as I gasped. I fully opened my eyes and began to survey my surroundings.Leafy bushes with sharp silver thorns were all around me, thick purple leaves.I was having a hard time putting it all together in my head. It hit me i
For a purposeful person, the path to fulfillment should be clear, but I was stuck in a zone of disorientation.Grief suffocates me until I can't breathe. I hummed with passion. to hate. I will hang the tall lord's head on a spear. I wanted to dance wildly around his corpse and let the dark whispers in the corners of my heart. More than relieving the pain in my chest, this sense of loss of eating flesh can destroy me.The dawn mist drenched the undergrowth and the smoke of the campfires died away. I barely remember what I saw as I wandered through the orchards, the wonderland, and my hometown.Stopping under the three gray and white trunks, I vaguely felt myself surrounded, and from above I was pressed by a low and powerful hum, like the whisper of the gods calling from heaven. Confused and panting, I looked at the shooting stars scattered across the forest canopy. The sights I saw in the lush greenery were fairies and their auras. Direct relatives bloom in my heart, causing me to get i
I enjoyed the quiet and the sight of the sun rising higher in the sky, moving closer to the thick cloud cover that would block out its light until the next dawn. I anticipated that the bright yellow sunshine outside of the Wyld would become paler.I could hear leaves crunching behind me. It was not Breandan because I could feel his presence. I scowled when I saw feet that were too large to be Conall's.A stern voice commanded, "We must talk.". It was also a command. I questioned whether this fairy knew how to speak to people casually."I believed you made your way back to the Grove," I responded.to you.”.My eyes closed on their own. "Do we really need to do this right now, Lochlann?".He let out a loud breath.I'm able to comprehend how difficult this may be for you, but I'm pressed for time. You also don't.”.In a few days, Devlin will still be there. It doesn't matter if I kill him now or tomorrow; I'll do it by my hand.”.You understand I won't let that happen.”.My eyes open
The strength of our connection shines and covers us like a solace. God, I am his."Brother.The sweetness of our reunion was shaken by Rockland's whip-cracking voice.Briandan tensed, the expression on his face as blank as a canvas. I blinked at him, wondering how I could infer so much from the way his silver eyes regarded me. He attempted to flee, but I pressed my cheek against his chest and put my hands on his broad shoulders. He was no longer beating steadily, and I had no control over that.When he exhaled, his voice was almost comical. He then hugged me, put his chin on my head, and gently rocked me to make me feel at ease. I made a tiny noise of satisfaction. Did you know I would do anything to keep you safe and with me?" I asked, wondering if he really wanted me to push him away.I nodded while scowling because I had no idea what he was talking about. I gradually realized that Brendan needed me to be there for him. I experience it as well.I leaned back and said, "Go ahead. We
Connor craned his neck and Briedan looked away with a slight blush on his cheeks. My face was hot and I took a shuddering breath. I pulled out of his arms and hugged my stomach so that my shaking wouldn't be so noticeable.cautious.right."You have to do better," Rockland said in a strained voice, holding out his hand to me. "Before you leave, take a walk with me around the roots of the tree. I will announce that we agree to find the spell after you leave."Maeve, I almost forgot she was so quiet, she snorted and covered her cough with her hands. She batted her purple eyelashes as she looked up at her brother's face. "Can I go with them?" she asked aloud. "No," Rockland replied. Her face crumpled. "but I-""No!" roared Briandan and Rockland. Mev and I both looked hurt. Rockland was visibly irritated, and he held out his hand again, making no effort to hide his disgust from me. I do not care. I thought he was depressed and rude, but whatever. I placed my palm gently on top of his, win
"Rae." The sharp call brought me back into my thoughts, out of touch and out of consciousness.I swallowed as I looked at my hands and then at my body. "I think... it feels like she...""You're not supposed to play with dead people." Breandan took my hand and pulled me away from Lex's body. I let myself be pulled away and shake my head in confusion. "But I feel him."“We are all connected to Source in some way. As fairies, we can tap into this energy and seek out thoughts that are not our own. This is how Rockland keeps track of Maeve's and my status. That's why when you touch Alex's body, you can feel him. When a life is over, it takes a while for the energy to dissipate, especially if sudden death occurs.he sighed."Rae, what the hell did you think you were doing before you used your magic to create such a pervert?"Damn it.Suddenly, my toes were where I was most concerned. "I-I don't know about you...I mean..." My tongue tied and my stomach churned uneasily. I tried to lie again,
As I crouched down and traced my sharp talon-like fingernails along the bumpy tree root, I knew in my heart that Breandan was the one I was meant to be with, even though part of me still longed for Tomas. "I have to go now. I know you'll come looking for me when you wake up, so please be careful and don't do anything reckless," I said softly, knowing Tomas could not actually hear me but feeling better having said the words aloud. "I will find a way to help you and your Nest, Tomas. Just give me some time."Breandan came up behind me and pressed his body against my back in a gentle embrace. "We must leave now if we want any chance of catching up to Devlin," he urged.I patted Tomas' tomb one last time before turning away from it to face my brother. "Conall?" I called out.My brother stepped into the moonlit clearing, dressed and equipped for the hunt ahead. He seemed to emanate an ethereal glow, brighter than any fairy I had seen before, except for when Breandan and I were affected by