A Court For Fairies (Dark Heralds Book 1) by Lynn S

Author:Lynn S. [S., Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-12-27T07:00:00+00:00

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Marissa sat on the edge of her bed. She had carefully gathered the amulet Malachi had given her, mindful not to touch it directly. She held it long enough to numb the voice in her head.

Her mind turned to another charm, the one on the chain Esteban had given her. It was impossible for her not to think about her initial reaction to that gift, and how she hid it from her boyfriend so as not to make him aware of certain details—her reluctance to wear it, for one.

Sure, she kissed him, even smiled, after gently declining on that invitation once more. The next thing Marissa did was pay a visit to her mother. The idea of a golden charm fused with concrete—as in native soil—stunk of Adriana’s terrible sense of humor.

“This is your idea of a joke?” Marissa was calm, but her voice denoted a quiet fury. “You suggested he give me this. God knows if you even compelled him, it is so inconceivable. And on top of that he said, ‘I free you.’ I bet you had a grand old time with your vampyr jokes no one else understands!”

“Ugh, Mariushka, you could never take a prank. Such a solemn child. Where did you get your bitter blood? Your father could take and dish a good joke and, well…you got me. But before we go on, for someone so keen on keeping secrets…do you plan to have a match out here or are you the kind who needs to be invited in?”

Adriana did her best imitation of an evil laugh, possibly trying to further annoy her daughter. Marissa rushed in and Adriana would have taken another jab, had she not noticed her daughter had taken as much as she could.

Marissa sat down on the sofa, eyes gleaming with tears, mouth stretched as if to contain a sob. Adriana hated to see her cry; there was something about her doe eyes that reminded her of Bastian’s final days.

“Dragoste, love of my life, you are reading too much into a simple gesture. Okay, I must confess. Esteban told me you were having second thoughts about visiting the Sunshine State and I found it too funny to resist. But, Mariushka, don’t you worry a hair on your pretty little head.” Adriana’s hands caressed her daughter’s temple, combing her fingers through her hair. “You will never have to run; you will never have to hide. You won’t ever have to carry the soil of the place where you were turned on to the blood.”

Adriana still remembered those terrible boxes of earth her father was forced to carry, and how he once grabbed her by the hair and shoved her face into the humid soil, forcing her to breathe in. He used to tell her, “You are a dhampyr, girl. My property. Where ever we go, you must take care that I rise from this earth every night or you surely will die.” Those boxes smelled of rot and all things unavoidable. She’d never willingly impose the burden her own father placed on her shoulders.

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