To Spark a Fae War (The Fair Isle Trilogy Book 3) by Tessonja Odette

Author:Tessonja Odette [Odette, Tessonja]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crystal Moon Press
Published: 2020-12-30T16:00:00+00:00

26

I jolt awake into a world of agonizing pain. My mind feels slow, heavy, and all I can sense is cold. It burns my skin worse than any fire could, chilling me to my bones, my blood. My very soul.

My vision blurs as I pry my eyes open, blinking into whatever nightmare I’ve awoken to. When my sight begins to clear, adjusting to the semi-darkness of the room I’m in, I find the lower half of my body is submerged in icy water. It’s contained in an elongated tub, like the troughs I’ve seen on the farms in Eisleigh. Ropes tie my ankles together and bind each of my wrists to handles on opposite sides of the tub. Panic surges through me as I whip my head from side to side. All I see are solid walls, a barred door, and my unconscious sister in the same predicament as I’m in, her tub just a few feet from mine.

It’s clear now that we’re trapped in a prison. A dungeon. And the ice-cold water tells me our captors have every intention of suppressing my powers.

My teeth chatter as I yank my wrists as hard as I can. It’s no use, of course. I hardly have strength in my limbs to move, and the bindings are tied tight.

To my horror, my movement seems to stir a previously unnoticed presence, a dark silhouette leaning against the wall. I bite back a scream until my eyes fall on the shape of antlers. A sob of relief crawls from my throat as Aspen pushes off the wall and races to my side. “For the love of oak and ivy, you’re awake.” Warm hands move to my cheeks, and I nearly moan at the comfort they bring me.

“Get me out of here.” My words come out weak, jagged through my chattering teeth.

His expression darkens, shifting between rage and sorrow as he brushes a damp strand of hair off my face. “I’ve tried. I can only touch you. Nothing else is affected by me.”

Of course. Why didn’t I see the violet aura before? Aspen isn’t really here. “Did they take my daggers?” Not that they’d do us any good if Aspen’s touch can only affect me. Still, I’d feel a lot better if I knew they were there.

Aspen leans in closer and slides his hand beneath one of the open sides of my sodden dress, running his fingers along my cold flesh. In any other situation, his touch would feel seductive. Right now, it only crushes me with disappointment. For if I can feel his hand flat against my back, then that can only mean my weapons belt has been taken. Damn.

“How long have I been…”

“Two days,” he says, pulling back and moving his hands to my shoulders to warm them. “Do you know where you are?”

“The last thing I saw was Dahlia,” I say. “There was a pixie with a flower. Some yellow dust. I’m guessing I’m in the dungeon at either Solar or Summer.”

He shakes his head.

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