Ferrous (Fae's Folly Book 1) by Valerie Mars

Author:Valerie Mars [Mars, Valerie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

20

Mallory

The benefit of naming the girl with shit confidence a spy? No one will ever suspect her. Disadvantage of that same girl? It’s hard to play double agent when your first inclination is to avoid people. Breakfast is looking like it’ll be another gauntlet, but then I spot Ferra. Seated closest to the doors and farthest from the buffet line, she snags me the moment I enter, motioning me over to join her group of four.

I recognize Laith from last night, but the other two fae are new. A Winter male with midnight blue hair and violet eyes greets me with a wide smile that doesn’t match his gloomy appearance as a female comes up for air from the French toast platter she’s elbow-deep in.

“Murphy,” she says, waving her fork before taking another bite.

“And this is Kael,” Ferra says, gesturing to the male. He sets his black coffee down to shake my hand.

“Ferra said you’ve just arrived?” He turns to the table. “I sure envy you Spring men, Laith.” It’s an unfair compliment coming from someone who looks like a hair model for vegan fashion colors. I mean that in a good way.

Murphy looks up from her carb-laden smorgasbord, cerulean eyes raking over my face. “A shame, really. She could have easily swung Summer.” I’m starting to wonder if I lost a battle with the Sorting Hat and should have pushed for Summer instead, but then I wouldn’t have Ferra. And let’s be honest, she’s done all the heavy spy work so far.

Ferra vehemently nods in agreement. “She has the Summer spunk, but I think she’s way too sweet to be warped by your ways.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” I mutter while hanging one of my new cloaks over the seat next to Ferra, across from Kael. A few of them dryly chuckle, and I excuse myself to search for ingredients to make a plate competitive with Murphy’s.

One thing I notice on my way to and from the buffet is that most of the room sits fairly segregated compared to our Separatist table. Shades of blue and black huddle together at one table, with brunettes and coppers at the next. I must pass some of Larkin’s posse at one point, because a group of beautiful fair-headed fae begin to whisper in my wake. I really hope that fae, in their centuries of living in some cases, are past the whole high school thing. I have little desire to start a second war over some idol smiling at me in passing. They can have him. My plate of man meat is overflowing as it is.

Anyway, the council’s reasoning for making the gala masked is understandable upon surveying this room. A lot of these fae need encouragement to mingle.

The four Separatists are close to finished by the time I return, Kael and Ferra well into their second cups of coffee. I brought my second with my first round, because why pretend I’ll stop at one? I plop down with my proud mountain of French toast and get to work as Kael continues their discussion.

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