Princess of the Elves by R.L. Medina

Author:R.L. Medina [Medina, R. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: R.L. Medina

Flames grew, morphing into living beings. They danced together in an orange and yellow blaze. The guests danced around them, cheering as the figures pranced and swirled.

My eyes watered, trying to stay open as the party wore on. I grew tired just watching them. Wasn’t it morning yet? I groaned. When would the dancing end?

“You may leave now. I’ll walk you back to your room.” Aunt Cindra’s voice startled me.

I yawned and nodded. Finally. Numbness spread through my legs as I stood. My body ached, ready for bed. Ready to get out of the dress and into my soft nightdress. I scrunched my nose up. When had I gotten used to the silky clothes? Was I already forgetting where I came from?

Aunt Cindra nodded to the courtiers and stepped down from the platform, me trailing after her. They bowed in unison. Her soldiers bowed too, opening the doors for us.

We stepped into a dark hall. I blinked, trying to find my way. Aunt Cindra paused and glanced at me. “What is it?”

“I can’t see.”

“Hmm. That is a problem. Hold on.”

Fire roared to life on her palms, casting a hellish glow on her face. Her yellow-gold eyes sparkled, and shadows grew behind her. I stepped back.

“I won’t burn you,” she said, amusement in her voice.

Cringing, I swallowed down my fear and stepped closer to her. Why didn’t Mom share their night vision? Had she somehow hid that as well? Altered my perception of her entirely? The thought rankled me.

“Did you enjoy the party?” Aunt Cindra’s voice snapped me back.

“Yes.” I hesitated.

“What is it?”

“Why do you have slaves?”

She blinked at me. “I am royalty. The slaves work hard in return for my protection.”

My nose scrunched up. “And if they don’t want to?”

Her voice hardened. “They are punished accordingly.”

Anger swirled up. “Shouldn’t they have the freedom to choose what they want?”

She scoffed. “Of course not. It might seem very barbaric to you, but this is the way we do things in Feylin. The elves are superior and made to rule. That’s just how it is.”

“My mom didn’t think so.”

Silence. I bit my lip. Had I angered her?

She sighed. “Her magic made her weak. Gave her sympathy for the lesser fae. She couldn’t see the world for what it was.”

I bristled. “Wanting equality isn’t weak. Compassion isn’t weak.”

Her voice softened. “Aubri would be very proud of you.”

The words sucked all my fight out. Mom. When would I get to see her again? I missed her. I needed her. A part of me wanted to confront her for all the lies, all the secrets she’d hid. But mostly I just wanted her to hug me and promise that everything would go back to normal. That I could walk away from all this. Not have to use my powers. Not become one of them.

“I know this must all be very strange and scary for you. But in time, you will understand.”

Time. The word sent shivers down my spine. What did an immortal consider ‘time’? Even if the worst happened, and I was stuck in Feylin, I was still mortal.

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