The Beast of the Fae Court by Erin Bedford

Author:Erin Bedford [Bedford, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Fae, fairy tales
Publisher: Embrace the Fantasy Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-11-21T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Balefire

I tossed my pen down on my desk. Damn the banshees to the depths and back. Never again. Next time I’d let Finch handle the lot of them and save me a headache or two.

After two hours of negotiations and a few broken windows, I finally pulled an agreement out of the lot of them. The banshees would move into the western territory and would be allowed to hunt amongst the woods for wayward souls with the contingency that they leave the locals alone. Whether or not they obeyed the rules set for them...we’d know in the future.

But not today.

Today, I was free from listening to their wails and threats of war. I pushed my time sitting in the court off on Finch to handle and now had the next few hours free. Freedom that I would take full advantage of.

At first, my feet had directed me toward the kitchen. I didn’t even realize where I’d gone until I stood before the swinging door. Thankfully, I stopped myself before going in.

Ericka had made herself clear. She didn’t want to see me. She didn’t want anything to do with me. And why should she? I’d been an utter beast to her and then tried to flip it on her like nothing had happened. It would take far more than a few compliments and an almost kiss to win her over, I could see that now.

But what? What did a human woman like Ericka enjoy?

“Bartholomew,” I barked to my clergy, who sat nearby on the other side of my desk waiting for my command. The willowy druid stood at attention at my summons.

“Yes, Your Majesty?” His raspy voice made his words crackle like the wood of a fire. “How can I be of service?” He stood from the seat across from my desk, bending at the waist so that the bark color of his hair fell over his sharp angled face.

“If you were trying to woo a woman... say, a human woman...” I trailed off as Bartholomew lifted his head. Though he fought it, the druids lips twitched as if he wished to smile.

Knowing better, Bartholomew smoothed his expression out before answering. “Humans are quite different than fae. Fae women would swoon over a show of power, defeating one of her enemies, or perhaps a magical—”

“Thank you,” I growled to cut him off, “but I did not ask for a lesson in our own species mating rituals.”

“My apologies, Your Majesty.” Bartholomew bowed so quick he almost knocked his head into the desk.

I waved my hand and made a rumbling scoff. Running a hand down my face, I gestured for Bartholomew to stand again.

“Humans, Bartholomew?”

With a pale face, Bartholomew lifted his head and twisted his lips to the side. “Humans are complex creatures.”

A snort escaped me.

“Yes, it is true that they lack a certain civility and follow their baser instincts,” Bartholomew quickly explained his expression becoming more strained at each word. “Their outlook on mating are far more...” He struggled for the word.

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