Leave it to Fate by Keri Armstrong

Author:Keri Armstrong [Armstrong, Keri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Highland Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-08-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

A nweena was full of surprises. She procured our carriage and a change of clothing in short order; a rather sumptuous change of clothes.

The pastel green and pink gown of embroidered silk made me feel like … dare I say … a faerie princess. I ran my fingers over the tiny, silk rosebuds on the lace-tipped sleeves and marveled at the workmanship. I’d never worn anything so beautiful in my life. I made a show of telling Anweena it wouldn’t be practical for fighting magical beasts or running for our lives, but some girly part inside me squealed for joy. And maybe wished for a tiara.

“Most folk in this part let my carriage pass without trouble. And I don’t have any cuckolded husbands baying for my blood, so you should be safe enough,” she said dryly.

I snorted at the reminder. I might be safer with her than Puck. She had also changed from her earlier style, which I would have called “Mother Hubbard Does Tea” into a much nicer red and black brocade and satin number, fit for a day of Ren-Faire fun. I followed her out the door, brushing away jewel-toned dragonflies that were drawn to the horses of our old-style, shiny black carriage.

“Is all this in keeping with the fashion of the town?” I wrinkled my nose at the horse manure.

She shrugged. “Some are town ordinances. Others, personal taste.”

My guess was her taste leaned more toward seventeenth century than nineteenth. Including the poor personal hygiene. I didn’t look forward to the trip. I was also afraid of the time we were losing in finding Puck and let her know, again.

“Stop fretting girl. I’ve received word he’s headed the same place we are.”

“What? Why didn’t you say so before? How do you know? Who told you? Where are they and when will we get there?” Words tumbled out of my mouth at the speed of my astonishment.

“Calm yourself. We will be there anon. I expect he’ll be fine until we arrive. The Unseelie queen there has always had a soft spot for rogues.”

“Unseelie Queen? We’re going to see the frickin’ Unseelie Queen?”

“We’re going to an Unseelie queen’s palace, yes. Not to the Unseelie Queen.”

“There’s more than one?” I’d never heard that.

“Of course, there is. Isn’t there more than one queen where you’re from?”

“Well, there are some queens in other countries, I guess.”

“You guess?” Her brows shot up. “You don’t even know the rulers of your own realm?”

“There aren’t any queens where I come from,” I said a bit waspishly. “And I didn’t exactly take “Fae Land Politics” in school.

She rolled her eyes and proceeded to educate me on the makeup of the fae realm, insofar as where we travelled. Apparently, it was divided into provinces, and each province had various Seelie and Unseelie territories, each overseen by kings, queens, and various court nobles. Maeve and Aillil were the greater overseers of this portion, which I guessed was why Puck kept dropping their names.

We currently travelled toward a smaller territory, overseen by Queen Grainne, whose husband, King Boran, had recently died.

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