The Gray Court 05 - Siren's Song by Dana Marie Bell

Author:Dana Marie Bell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fae, faery
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.

Chapter Thirteen

“Michaela.” Raven lifted Michaela’s hand to his lips. “A pleasure, as always.”

Michaela patted his head. “Call me Mom.”

He sighed. She had that mischievous glint in her eye that had so attracted him when they first met. “I’d rather eat horse dung.”

She pouted. “Aw. That’s mean.”

He rolled his eyes. How did his father ever manage to say no to her? She was adorable. So he lied to her, praying she would accept his words as she hadn’t accepted his feelings. “It would be a dishonor to my birth mother, who sacrificed so much for me.”

In an instant Michaela was cooing at him, her concern for him almost painful. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think…”

“It’s all right.” Sadness had no place on her sweet face. “It was because of her I didn’t turn out like my brothers and sisters.”

Michaela nodded. “I’m just sorry we couldn’t save her.”

He grimaced. He had yet to tell his father that he’d received his mother’s remains. As much as Raven wished Michaela had been his, Robin deserved happiness with his truebond. Raven hadn’t been about to ruin it with confirmation of his mother’s death. Raven had defied the Black Queen, forsaking his vows to her court to join the Gray, and his father, aware that his mother was more than likely already dead. He’d failed the mission she’d sent him on when he refused to try and kill his father.

It was the best, and worst, decision he’d ever made. If his mother had still been alive when he’d given his oath to the Gray, then it was his fault she’d died.

Hell, who was he kidding? Either way, it was his fault. And the only thing he could do about it was make sure Titannia never again succeeded in one of her plots against Oberon or Robin. He’d become Oberon’s Blade for that very reason.

Then the High King had disappeared, and Raven simply hadn’t found it in him to place the burden of his mother’s death on his father as well. Robin had his hands full searching for the king and trying to keep the rest of the court from panicking, or worse, deposing him in favor of someone else.

It would have been amusing to watch them try. His father would only give up the crown to the High King and no one else.

So Raven had arranged for his mother to be buried in a private ceremony on the small piece of property his father had deeded over to him. As Robin’s acknowledged child and, apparently, heir, his father was making sure he was both cared for and kept close.

Raven didn’t mind. Finding Robin actually wanted him had been a shock, but they were becoming much closer than Raven had ever dared hope. His father seemed pleased with him, fond of him even, and Raven treasured that more than Robin could possibly know.

“Raven?”

“It’s all right, truly.” He led her gently to the chair he’d learned was her favorite. Facing the huge fireplace in his father’s library, Michaela often curled up in here, reading or corresponding with family and friends.

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