A Prince by Blood and Bone: A Fae Fantasy Romance by Jessica Ash

Author:Jessica Ash [Ash, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy romance, fairytale romance, new adult romance, psychic romance, witch and wizard romance, urban fantasy romance
Publisher: Abracadabra Publishing
Published: 2022-07-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

HADDON LEANED AGAINST the wall, folded his arms together, and pretended to check his manicure for imperfections. Across the small bedroom a loud crack sounded, and he jumped, nearly losing his footing and feeling like an idiot. He glanced at the queen’s mirror, crumpled in the straight back chair in the center of the room, and wondered what the hell was still holding the old man up.

Wiping tears from the corners of his eyes, Owen straightened as far as his arthritic body would go. He rubbed at the red hand print on his cheek that was already fading to pink.

“I will try again, Your Majesty.” His tea-stained aura wavered, almost sputtering, as he again tried to get his weakening Gift to work. “I see......” But the old man’s gaze remained focused, and it was obvious he only saw the queen’s hand as it struck him again. Owen’s head snapped sideways, and he toppled off of the chair.

“Get up, you lazy fool!” The queen hissed, her whirling purple eyes vortexes of frustration. Owen managed to climb back into the chair, and Haddon wondered how long all of this could go on.

The queen had been stuck in her Morrigan aspect for days now, and the empty court echoed with her rage. Anyone who could leave had fled the ire of the former battle goddess, but Haddon knew the Morrigan was preferable to the queen becoming the crone.

A deep shudder crawled up his spine, lifting the hairs at the nape one-by-one.

He clamped his jaws together and refrained from rubbing the back of his neck.

“Can’t you see anything?” The queen kicked the old man in the shin. “Useless old fool. I should just have you killed.” Her red hair, black as blood, coiled and uncoiled, looking like it should hiss with her rage.

Owen bent double in his chair and groaned.

“I sent Agrona to Cairngloss days ago. The wretched girl should have contacted me by now.” The queen paced three strides across the room, her wide, black bat wings tucked tight to her back, the winking skulls dangling from the chain around her neck swinging from side to side.

“Your Majesty, may I suggest you refrain from hurting him? He doesn’t do his best work under pain,” Haddon said. They needed Owen. At least until a new mirror could be found to replace the worn out psychic.

The queen backed up, her purple eyes whirling in agitation. The leathery sails of her wings shot out, knocking a small frame off of a dresser. Owen ducked, and Haddon tensed, ready to flee should she become any worse.

“He’s my mirror, not yours.” She balled her hands into fists, and the black veins in her white skin pulsed. “He’s supposed to keep me informed of anything I need to know, and if I need to hurt him to get him to work, I will.”

“My Queen, I’ve been trying to see,” Owen said, his voice quavering. “But the spell you put over Cairngloss is strong. It holds true. My visions cannot pierce its walls.

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