The Court The Fae Forgot: A Fae Fantasy Romance (A Court of Thieves and Traitors Book 1) by Eden Beck & Analeigh Ford & Sabrina Thatcher

Author:Eden Beck & Analeigh Ford & Sabrina Thatcher [Beck, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-11-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

In an instant, the fae was upon my father.

He wrested the belt from his hand, and before my father had fully comprehended what was happening, turned it upon him.

The first of the fae’s blows knocked my father to the ground. The second had him crying out in pain. By the third, it wasn’t just his own desperate pleas piercing the air.

My mother still clutched Ada, but now her cries mirrored my sister’s earlier ones for me.

But just as my father before him, this fae had no intention of stopping. Over and over, the fae raised the lash high over his head only to bring it back down with such force that the floorboards shook beneath the weight of each blow.

It wasn’t long before my father’s blood mingled with mine on the floor, seeping into the rug and staining it a deep, dark red. My father reached out his hand just as I had not too long ago, but his efforts to stop the fae were accompanied only with the sharp, crisp sound of crunching bone as the fae took hold of his wrist and broke it neatly in two.

I was no stranger to violence, but I’d never witnessed it like this.

The fae was going to kill my father if I let him.

My stomach twisted, bile rising in the back of my throat. I forced myself to my shaking knees, my hands reaching out to grab at the hem of the fae’s cloak.

“Stop!”

It was my turn to scream the command, as shocking as the sound of it was, even to myself.

Unlike my mother’s cries, my demand made the fae stop—however difficult that was. His shoulders heaved as he froze mid-strike, the muscles of his back twitching to continue on. His hand gripped the belt so tightly that the metal prongs dug into the skin of his palm, rivulets of blood dripping down in the sudden silence that had fallen. Even after he’d straightened up, it was several long seconds before he was able to force himself to turn slowly, methodically, with all the self-control he could muster, so that his eyes finally met mine. He didn’t turn all the way to face me. He kept his body squared toward my father, his hand at the ready to strike again should the man now cowed and sobbing on the floor dare to move.

He looked down at me in profile, the sharp line of his jaw and strong nose illuminated by the flickering candlelight behind. His tanned skin was flecked with dark speckles of blood, either his own, or my father’s, or both, I wasn’t sure.

“Stop,” I echoed again, this time closer to a whisper.

The fae, still unwilling to take his eyes off of mine, pointed the belt at the bloodied shape at his feet. “Had I not arrived in time, this man was going to kill you. Are you so certain you want to spare him?”

Together, we looked at the pitiful excuse for a man now reduced to a quivering ball on the floor.

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