Fae's Deception by M. Lynn & Melissa A. Craven

Author:M. Lynn & Melissa A. Craven [Lynn, M. & Craven, Melissa A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twin Rivers Press

Chapter Twelve

Brea managed to sneak back into her room without notice well before anyone else had arisen after such a late night of festivities.

“Good, you’re up early.” Neeve’s shoulders relaxed when she stepped into the room.

“And that’s a source of relief for you?” Brea liked to tease her maid. It loosened her up so she acted like a normal person.

“Normally, you’re like trying to wake the dead, and then you’re an ill-tempered child until I get some tea in you.”

“If you could just send someone out for coffee, we wouldn’t have this problem.” Brea would give anything for a decent caffeine boost.

“If you could tell me what coffee looks like, it would be much easier to find it.” Neeve bustled about the room readying Brea’s clothes for the day.

“It’s heaven in a cup.” Brea threw her head back against her pillow and stretched.

“That still doesn’t tell me what it looks or tastes like.” Neeve set a stack of fabric at the foot of Brea’s bed.

“It’s dark like coffee, it tastes like coffee, and it smells like coffee.” Brea groaned as she moved to sit on the edge of the bed. “What’s this?” She eyed the soft looking fabric Neeve brought with her.

“A few Beltaine gifts for you. I don’t know what yoga pants and t-shirts are, but you seem to prefer men’s clothing and soft things so I had these made for you.”

Brea snatched the pile of fuzzy woolen clothes and squealed in delight. The pants were very yoga-like leggings, and the shirt was a long tunic in a dark blue fabric. A belt, a pair of sturdy trousers, and a jacket completed the ensemble. There was even a descent attempt at duplicating the sports bra she’d worn when she arrived at the cottage with Griff. “This is perfect, Neeve, thank you!” She gave the tiny woman a hug. “I’m sorry, I didn’t get you anything.”

“And you shouldn’t.” She gently shoved Brea back down on the bed. “It wouldn’t be proper.”

“Proper-schmoper.”

“You say the silliest things.” Neeve shook her head, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

“At least I seem to be entertaining everyone. So what’s on my agenda today?”

“Brunch with the queen.”

“Is she mad?” Brea winced. She didn’t mention she’d just eaten in Griff’s room.

“Mad? Why on earth would she be upset with you?”

“For taking a dive with a delegate in the fountain?”

Neeve stood with her back turned, brushing imaginary wrinkles from Brea’s dress for the day. Her shoulders shook with silent laughter.

“It’s okay, you can laugh it up.” Brea rolled her eyes. “It was pretty epic.”

“Only you could manage to fall into a fountain at the queen’s Beltaine festival.” Neeve’s laughter was infectious.

Brea shrugged. “Like I said, at least I’m entertaining.”

“Better get ready, Brea. The queen will expect you soon.” Neeve offered her a stack of fresh undergarments and shooed her behind the screen in the corner of the room. Brea had insisted she could at least put her own undergarments on without assistance. It was a compromise Neeve finally agreed with.

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