Kingdom in Exile (The Fallen Fae Book 2) by Jenna Wolfhart

Author:Jenna Wolfhart [Wolfhart, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-25T16:00:00+00:00

26

Reyna

The energy at the castle was like lightning. When Lorcan and Reyna arrived well over a day after setting off by boat, every corner of the once-vacant city seemed alive with activity. Nollaig and the others had returned several days past, and they’d informed the king that the Wood Court was on the march.

Bolg Rothach declared war. He decided they must make their move at once. He was gathering the entire army, every last shadow fae who could fight, and he was sending them through the caves and into the wood fae lands.

Lorcan braced his hands on the strategy table, frowning down at the map while Segonax and Nollaig looked on.

“Well?” Segonax asked from where he stood beside Lorcan, decked out in full commander armor.

“You’re right,” Lorcan said. “This is a terrible idea. Findius is a stronghold. I’d say it’s impenetrable, but it’s clearly not. Regardless, it’s far better to stay in here than to storm out into enemy territory.”

Segonax sighed in visible relief. “That’s what we’ve told him, Your Highness, but he refuses to listen. We were hoping that if you brought our thoughts to him, that he might…”

Lorcan glanced up, his eyebrows winging upward. “Listen to his bastard son that he doesn’t give a single damn about?”

“You’re no longer a bastard, son,” Segonax said evenly, pinching the bridge of his flat nose.

“Legitimized or not, I’m still an unwanted bastard in my father’s eyes.” Lorcan turned toward Nollaig, who had been strangely silent thus far. “He listens to you.”

“Not on this, I’m afraid,” the hooded fae said quietly, her voice hushed beneath the thick folds of her cloak.

Reyna watched, torn. On the one hand, she didn’t want to see the wood king win this battle. On the other hand, she didn’t want to see Bolg Rothach win either. He was a disease.

Her relief had known no bounds when Lorcan had told her Eislyn was free. Her sister would not die in these dark lands. She would not perish beneath a red sun. Eislyn was safe. Her father would call her home from the Air Court if he hadn’t already. Most likely, she was sitting in her favorite chair in the Ice Court library, chatting about books with Albin.

She had yet to decide how she would handle Bolg Rothach and his lies. The more she thought about it, the more she felt inclined to say nothing about it, to let him continue to believe she was scared for her sister’s life.

Let the trickster become the tricked.

Nollaig hadn’t mentioned it either, so Reyna thought it best not to bring it up. The castle walls likely had ears. They usually did in fae courts.

“What about Tarrah?” Lorcan asked with increasing frustration. “He has no issue basing his every action on her words.”

Segonax rolled his eyes. “Tarrah has told the king that she hasn’t heard from her god about this blasted battle, so he’s taken that to mean he should go ahead with it. It seems Unseelie has suddenly gone mute.”

“If he ever spoke at all,” Reyna muttered.

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