Beware the Fallen: Young Adult Mythology (Banished Divinity Book 1) by Logan Delayne

Author:Logan Delayne [Delayne, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-19T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Milos handed me the dress and veil. “For the funeral,” he’d said, and then quietly, “From Alec.”

I tried it on straight away, too stunned to ask questions. It was dove gray that gradually turned to black, loosely woven so that my skin was visible beneath except for the bodice and around my thighs, but it revealed my sides. The sleeves were flowers and vines of fabric that wound around my arms to my finger before the edges flowed to the floor. When I walked, the dress swished, the excess dragging behind me.

The veil would be even longer. “I should look like a widow in this,” I said, but he’d have to pry it from me. I loved the dress.

Milos surprised me by placing his large hands on my shoulders. His eyes were tinged the color of a foamy sea, I now saw, and we were a breath away. Sharing it, actually. “You’ve had wine,” I said, and smiled.

He watched my lips spread and seemed slightly dazed and fell forward into them, kissing me soundly before he pulled away. He’d moved so fast that I hadn’t responded.

I touched my lips, and they were slightly wet from his tongue having run along them before retreating.

“What…what was that for?” I asked, breathless.

He frowned. “Are you angry?”

“No.” I wasn’t sure what I was.

He stiffened, obviously at war inside about something. “It was another gift. From my brother.”

“What do you mean?” My thoughts turned dark and my fists balled.

“He said you tried…you’d kissed him. He knew the rejection must have been very difficult for one—”

“The king thought he’d send you as a proxy?” I itched to slap him across the face, but there was another who deserved it and would reap it once I had the chance.

Milos’ cat eyes closed, and he leaned his head back, sending his long red hair over his shoulders. It was like silk and I wanted to touch it to see if it was as soft as it looked. It wasn’t his fault his brother was an idiot.

I thought to give Milos freedom from the same wrath his brother would feel. I reached for his hand, pulling it into my two. His eyes snapped open, narrowing on me warily. I would be lying if I said that there wasn’t lightning there in our hands. Our skin practically hummed together, and it was distracting.

Milos cleared his throat and untangled our fingers, obviously sensing what I was. Mine were still warm as I rubbed them together. “I told your brother that Hermes had been my only kiss. I was wanting to wipe the memory away of it. But he’d…”

“Yes…?”

It occurred to me that Milos had a secret simmering beneath his usually happy expression. “What is it you aren’t telling me?”

Milos asked me a question instead of answering mine. “Is it true that you saw Hades’ memories?”

“It is.”

He made sure we were alone before he stared deeply into me, perhaps to my soul. He moved his mouth to my ear, “Try and see mine, Freya.

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