Valkyrie Crowned by Allyson Lindt

Author:Allyson Lindt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Acelette Press
Published: 2020-09-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-One

Gwydion

It was disconcerting to still be in pain even a few minutes after a fight, let alone hours. The fact that he was struggling to grasp his full power was something Gwydion didn’t care for.

Having Kirby back, safe and acting exactly like herself helped. All the way down to the fact she said she was working with Vidar. It didn’t matter that he’d had a hand in her shitty upbringing and trauma, he’d asked her for help and go figure, she said yes.

Her drive to save the world was both admirably lovable and frustration at its most chaotic.

Gwydion looked up at a knock on the entryway frame.

Fen had returned. “Just talked to Frey. He and Dahlia won’t be back for several hours, but they want to see you.” He focused on Kirby. “Since you’ve all been going everywhere since your house and hotel rooms were destroyed, you’re welcome to stay here.”

“No offense, but a hotel is probably more comfortable”—and private— “than a lounge at a club.” Gwydion wouldn’t be the only one who wanted some time with Kirby.

Fen was unfazed. “This block, and the three adjoining ones, are more than just a club—NEON is more than just a club. This is a refuge for immortals who are sick of the games gods play. We’re not self-contained, but thanks to the various magics, we’re close. Follow me.”

As everyone stood, Fen paused and shot a pointed glare at Starkad. “But keep an eye on your puppy.”

It seemed their time together hadn’t brought them any closer. Gwydion might joke that he understood Fen’s sentiment, but for all the shit he gave Starkad, Gwydion wouldn’t want him gone. Starkad was more than the straight man to Gwydion’s jokes. He was part of Kirby’s world, and Gwydion’s friend.

The group stepped out another door, and into the night. There was sky above them, despite being underground. They were at the edge of a small clearing of grass, tress, and even a stream with a bridge over it.

Shops lined the cleaning. A diner. A florist. A clothing boutique. More. Behind them, the door they’d just come through, was an actual facing for NEON. Somehow, despite the contrasting nature of the club, it fit in here.

Gwydion breathed deep, drawing in as much of the outdoors as his lungs could hold. A spark of replenishment bloomed inside, but he couldn’t grow it.

“Feel free to wander. Check the place out.” Fen swept his arm wide. He led them down a stone path, past the businesses and into a row of apartments.

The entire place was the perfect blend of modern living and escaping to nature. The type of feeling so many towns tried to recreate, but wasn’t quite possible without a little magic.

Or a lot.

A little farther, and they were on a street lined with adorable homes, complete with the lawns, flowerbeds, and white picket fences.

“Idyllic.” Starkad didn’t make it sound like a good thing.

Fen rolled his eyes. “I know where you were living before. Don’t pretend that wasn’t the goal.

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