No Ordinary Fairy Tale by R. J. Anderson

Author:R. J. Anderson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Children's Books, Religious Fiction, Christian, Fantasy, Children's eBooks, Fairy Tales, Young Adult, Christian Books & Bibles, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Religious & Inspirational Fiction, Christian Fiction, YA, Juvenile Fiction, Action & Adventure, General, Legends; Myths; Fables, Fantasy & Magic
Publisher: Enclave Publishing
Published: 2019-06-18T05:00:00+00:00

Twelve

They couldn’t turn back. They couldn’t call for help – even if they managed to beg or scrape together enough coins for a pay phone, what could Paul and Peri do? Besides, they had no time to spare; they had to keep moving if they wanted to catch the next train. Timothy just hoped they could make it out of the city before any more of the Empress’s servants found them.

Linden sat close to him, holding the cloth pad to his wounded side; she’d put on a brave face, but he could feel her trembling. She must realize, as he did, that having no money meant no food, no lodging, no coach fare to Cardigan the next morning – and no way to find the Children of Rhys before the Blackwings caught up with them. But if the only alternative was to surrender to the Empress . . .

Timothy sat stiffly, every breath a stab of pain, while the minutes dragged by and the stations passed one by one. At last the recorded voice above them said kindly, “The next station is Euston,” and as the train began to slow Timothy steeled himself to get up.

“It’s still bleeding,” said Linden in a worried tone, lifting the rag away from his side and peering underneath.

“Never mind,” he said between his teeth. “Let’s go.”

Together they limped off the train, skirting the edge of the fast-moving crowd as they followed the signs toward the overground part of the station. When they reached the foot of the escalators they shuffled back into the shadows and Linden made herself small again – but this time instead of climbing into Timothy’s pack, she burrowed up under his jacket to keep holding his makeshift bandage in place. Grateful, he shifted the rucksack to his good side and stepped gingerly onto the moving stairs.

They glided slowly out of the underground, up a second set of escalators and then a third, emerging at last onto a busy concourse lined with shops. Timothy feared to look at the monitors hanging on the wall, in case their train had already left – but no, it had been delayed, there was still time. He shoved his ticket through the turnstile to the overground trains and loped toward the platforms as fast as the pain in his side would let him.

“Wait!” cried a small voice from beneath his jacket, and Timothy stopped, blood pounding through his ears. That warning tone told him everything he needed to know. Linden had scented another faery nearby.

“Where?” he breathed, glancing wildly in all directions. Was it the too-sleek businesswoman striding up on his right? Or the boy leaning against the wall ahead, who looked about seventeen but was suspiciously spot-free? Timothy inched the iron key out of his pocket and gripped it between his fingers, bracing himself for another fight.

An elusive floral scent teased his nostrils, and he twisted around–ouch–to see a young woman with glossy black hair and a face like a harvest moon regarding him thoughtfully.

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