Dreams of the Fae: Transcendence by Anna Patrick Paige

Author:Anna Patrick Paige [Paige, Anna Patrick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Glitter and Gore Press
Published: 2019-11-12T06:00:00+00:00

We moved across the open meadows and into the forest, where the thick canopy blocked much of the morning sunlight. Spring brought countless blooms to the grass, tripling the number from a month ago. The cat blissfully bounced among the wildflowers and chased tiny creatures with no concern for keeping up with us.

Darric led the way with an uncanny lightness to his feet. He didn’t disturb the soil or rustle the brush, his footsteps barely audible above the chirping of birds and crickets. He listened intently for any small sound that might lead us onto the trail of our prey.

The Sights of the Onyx Guard were known as shadows riding through the night. Unavoidable cloaked assassins. Watching him move through the forest, I understood how easily he had walked into a bandit cave full of dozens of armed men and repeatedly lived to tell the tale. He was trained for it, and still lethal.

My movement was unlike Darric’s in every way. My dress dragged along the dirt, swishing and tossing leaves beneath the fabric. The wool tangled in a broken root, and I stumbled and fell backwards into Flint. He dropped his bow to catch me, but the momentum knocked him off balance, and we both tumbled to the ground.

“Damn it!” Darric spun around and held out his hand to help me up. “She is noisier than you, Flint.” In one swift motion, he yanked me up from the forest floor. “The gown won’t do. You make entirely too much noise with it.”

I dusted dead leaves off my dress. “Well, I’m not running about in a pair of trousers.”

“You won’t need trousers because you are not coming with us again. The first day of bear season is not the place to start learning to hunt.”

“I can tie up the bottom of your dress for ya,” Flint offered.

“No.” I did not want anyone seeing Luken’s dagger. Over the last month, I’d found comfort knowing I had a secret form of protection.

Darric rolled his eyes and continued moving, but I caught the hint of a smile before he turned away. Was everything a joke to him?

We climbed a rock path to a ledge overlooking a small glen near the Riving. Thin birch trees jutted from the stone around our hiding place, and the river branched into a trickling stream that ran along the glen’s edge. The surrounding area was full of rocky cliffs riddled with crevices, and a musky scent filtered through the air. Darric took a seat by the ledge and propped himself up on one of the trees.

Flint sat against the rock face and patted the ground beside him. “Now we wait.”

I slid next to him and readjusted my dress over my legs. “For how long?” I asked, pulling my braid off my neck to lay it across my chest. The end pooled into an almond spiral in my lap.

“Long, long.” Flint had failed to mention that hunting with the two brothers at odds would include sitting in a confined space with them for an unknown period of time.

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