I'm Engaged to Mothman by Paige Lavoie

Author:Paige Lavoie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 4 Horsemen Publications, Inc.
Published: 2023-07-12T20:47:40+00:00

15.

We sneak out of the castle like two bandits in the night. Donning heavy capes over our clothes, we creep down each corridor until we’re out of the castle and into the fresh night air. The moon hangs low and pink in the sky, and stars seem larger than the ones back home. They shine in the same shade of gold that washes up on Moth’s pale skin. We move through crowds, erupting in giggles. In this moment, we’re not a girl in her early twenties and a long-lost faerie prince. We’re just two people in love having a rebellious night on the town. By the wide smile on Moth’s face, it’s safe to say that this was the right call. We should have gotten out of the castle days ago.

The farther into town we walk, the more the air smells like fried food and honey. Music seeps into every crevice of the bustling market. I reach out and fireflies dance around my hand. The villages are dressed in simple garments in a variety of muted pastels, making our disguises stand out more than we had intended. A few curious glances are cast in our direction, but most folks—both monster and faerie alike—go about their business. Laughter mingles with the beautiful music played by a small band in the market’s center.

“It is beautiful,” Moth says, looking around. Together, we experience this place like tourists getting off a bus.

“What should we do first?”

He swoops his arms around me, and before I know it, we’re dancing in the middle of the street. The fireflies swarm around us, casting a beautiful glow across Moth’s face before dissipating into the crowd. Everyone dances, cheers, and stares at us.

“Do you think the capes are overkill?” I whisper, feeling more and more like a celebrity hiding behind an enormous hat and oversized sunglasses. “Everyone is looking at us.”

“Are they?” He takes another turn around the makeshift dance floor. “I hadn’t noticed.”

I giggle with every whirl and spin, all of my worries drifting away until the song ends. Afterward, we stand on the outskirts of the dance floor, gazing into each other’s eyes. It’s only then that I see the sadness creeping back over him

“What next? Food stalls, shopping, or… oh, a tavern!” I squeal, pulling him toward a dimly lit building. In the human realm, I always wanted to check out a Renaissance Fair. But with event obligations, content to plan, and not knowing how to fit that particular aesthetic into my social media feed, it was never a priority.

“No freaking way,” I whisper as we walk through the door. We’re surrounded by boisterous laughter and pints of ale and honey mead. Vines twined with fairy lights are strung across the rough-hewn ceilings while rustic-looking meals are ushered to tables, leaving the heavenly scent of vegetables and herbs behind.

Oh shit, I did not bring any money.

“My flame,” Moth whispers, patting a pouch at his hip with a toothy smile on his lips. “Tonight is my chance to finally pay you back for all our outings to the diner.

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