Wandering Queen (Lost Fae Book 1) by May Dawson

Author:May Dawson [Dawson, May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Azrael

Seven years earlier

I woke up in a dark and quiet room, and even before I turned my head, I knew she was missing. The room felt empty without her; even in her sleep, Alisa had a certain presence.

An annoying presence. That damned, incorrigible princess, off doing something she shouldn’t yet again. I wasn’t even surprised.

I got up, taking a moment to pull on my socks and boots. As I was grumbling to myself and getting dressed, she slipped in through the door, stealthy as a shadow.

“You even yell at me when I’m not here,” she said, her lips quirking in amusement. “That’s dedication.”

“You drive me crazy whether you’re here or not,” I shot back, beginning to pull off my boots again.

“Don’t bother getting comfortable,” she said. “The campus is shut down because there were reports of a Ravager attacking a nearby village. You and I have a mission!”

“What part of the campus is shut down makes you think that you and I should go out? Why do you think students should save the world?” I asked.

Alisa just smiled. I was already lacing my boots back up.

The two of us slipped over the wall. When we dropped onto the other side, I told her, “Well, my academy education lacked in sneaking until I got to know you.”

“And here you’re hardly even grateful.” She grinned and bumped her shoulder against mine. Her warmth radiated against mine, soaking through my coat and into my skin. I had to work harder for the magic that kept me comfortable despite the stiff winter breeze; for the summer princess, it came easy.

The two of us skirted the village, looking for signs of the Ravager. We passed an empty farmhouse, the roof beginning to cave in with snow.

“The village seems so empty,” she noted, looking past the farmhouse to the village below, where smoke curled from just a few rooftops. “Did they all decide to relocate to warmer courts?”

I glanced at her, not sure if Alisa genuinely didn’t know or if she were being glib. Deciding to give her the benefit of the doubt, I said, “The war’s decimated the Winter court.”

She gave me a wide-eyed look. “There’s no nobility there.”

“War doesn’t just touch the people who started it, Alisa.” My voice came out bitter. “In fact, it usually barely touches them.”

There was something wild in her eyes, and that was when I realized that—despite the reputation she and Faer had—she cared for everyone, not just her own court. Seeking out this Ravager wasn’t just for her own glory.

I saw one of the houses ahead also had a caved-in roof, but there was no snow on this one. “Come on.”

She’d seen the same thing I had, though. She was already darting ahead.

Alisa pulled her sword as she ran. I matched her pace, the two of us sprinting furiously for the house. A last curl of smoke rose from the chimney, as if the fire were just beginning to die.

The front door was splintered open. The monster that forced its way in had taken out part of the wall.

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