Fae Magic trilogy by Jen Pretty

Author:Jen Pretty [Pretty, Jen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-22T07:00:00+00:00

chapter SEVEN

"Would you like to try sparring again today?" Roman asked way too loudly from right beside me on the couch where I sat just as the sun peeked over the horizon out the window.

"Shut up Roman," I whispered harshly. I had rolled out of bed with gum stuck in my hair and wearing dirty clothes from my bender the night before. I was trying not to wonder what was on the front of my shirt.

Roman cleared his throat, and when I glanced up at him, he smiled again "But it's a great day. The guards said the courtyard would be free most of the morning and I still haven't had a good fight."

I just sighed and drank some more of my bitter coffee. I pondered the brewing method. Perhaps if it were brewed in a coffee maker, it would taste better, but there was no electricity here, so that was out.

"You just about ready to go running? I found some lighter shoes for you." Roman was close to death, and he didn't even know it. I vaguely remembered something about running to help get some weight off Daisy the pig-duck. I wasn't sure how far I would make it, but I knew I was only half hungover. The other half of my problem was being alone. Even though my rational mind knew that, I was still finding it hard to pull myself up.

"I don't know. Maybe I'll sit here on the couch and drink my shit coffee, and you can go do the running and the fighting." I closed my eyes and tipped my head back. I knew I could let time go and it would be dinner time which was almost bedtime and then I'd be sleeping. Maybe I would see Luke.

"No," Roman said.

"What do you mean No?"

Roman stared me down. "You asked me to help you stand on your own two feet. I told you I had your back and this is me, having it."

"So, you think I'll get up and run and fight you and then I'll be better? I don't think it works that way," I said closing my eyes again.

"Maybe not, but you are never going to find your strength unless you try. It's just like learning to ride a bike. You fall, you try again, but, maybe with less alcohol today."

"Argh. Fine. Let's fucking go. DAISY!" Daisy waddled out of the bedroom quacking softly. I tried not to smile at his cute waddle, but I couldn't help it. Bad pet owner! It's not ok to have an overweight pet. That is just another form of neglect; I chastised myself.

I put on the shoes Roman had found for me and dragged my ass out the door.

The first few minutes of running were torture, and the jarring motion of each step reverberated through my skull. Eventually, I fell into a comfortable rhythm, and my body started to loosen up. Daisy quacked and flew around town keeping within sight the whole time, but he could fly much faster than I could run.

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