Prince Of The Dark Fae by Devin Lindsey

Author:Devin, Lindsey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-02-01T16:00:00+00:00

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Hours later, my body was stiff from standing still and my head was beginning to thump in response to the faded Starfire. Even Valerie looked pooped as she sprawled in the dressmaker’s shop while the final measurements and decisions were made.

I’d probably not been the best customer. Aside from being drunk, I was also overly curious about how they did their stitching. Where they got their cloth. I’d offered a lot of suggestions.

But the dress was going to be incredible and the human and fae team who’d worked with me were patient and inventive. There were some parts they begged to be left up to surprise, and maybe it was the drink, but I agreed to that.

Surprise me. Everything else today has.

I was finishing up the ties on the red linen dress when I turned to Valerie and asked, “Can we go home now?” I was fully whining. It was undignified and I didn’t care.

“Please,” Valerie replied knowingly.

Dressed and ready, we headed back out into the twilight. If the city had been busy before, it was bustling now. Lights hung down every street, criss-crossing between roofs. The lights, brightened by magic, made it feel like stars were hovering just above our heads.

As we walked, I saw more and more evidence of magic being used freely. There was a fireworker making intricate designs in the air with his flames while younger fae whooped and clapped around him.

A band was forming on a corner, their instruments amplified by magic to send their foot-stomping, hand-clapping songs through the village.

All around, the people of Ragalith were smiling. Their shoulders and limbs were relaxed and they embraced in the streets, kissing cheeks, kissing foreheads, kissing lips. Sometimes those last kisses were more personal than a friendly greeting.

The enticing scent of meats cooking and fish frying floated through the air. It was, in short, a festival.

“Is this because of me?” I asked Valerie, thinking perhaps wedding celebrations were beginning early.

“You wish,” she joked, elbowing me in the side. Her black lips twisted into a teasing grin. “It’s like this most nights. Until it’s too cold to be out. Then we all huddle next to small fires, drink heated chocolate, and watch ice workers turn the snow into sculptures.”

We’d been moving slowly, dodging between other groups and clumps of fae and humans. I no longer had the instinct to shrink or skulk or try to disappear.

“What’s it like in Silvermoore?” Valerie asked, reaching out to grab a stick with some kind of meat on it. She handed it to me. Hot fat dripped on my fingers and I cried out, switching hands and popping the wound in my mouth. By the time my lips closed around it, the pain was gone.

The pendant at work again, I marveled. If anything, it felt as if it were growing stronger in Ragalith. Coming alive in the realm. I wondered what or who was causing it.

“Guards patrol the streets. There are parties, but they’re all at the castle or at a noble family’s home or townhouse.

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