Yew Queen Trilogy by Eve A Hunt

Yew Queen Trilogy by Eve A Hunt

Author:Eve A Hunt [Hunt, Eve A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-28T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter 19

The fae began moving across the bloodied meadow toward another section of the forest. I fought the flow of bodies—there were so many that they couldn’t all take flight—and headed for Lucus and Hekla.

Hekla, blood caked along the side of her face, was on her feet by the time Nora and the Binder walked up. “Your guy here is a gem, and that’s not sarcasm,” Hekla said with a shaky voice. “I’d be long gone if he hadn’t hung out here with me. An unseelie tried to take my head off with a club. Lucus healed me though. I feel okay. Not one hundred percent, but I’ll make it. Thanks, Lucus.”

Thankfully, Hekla just had a small knot on her temple. It could’ve been so much worse.

Lucus waved off Hekla’s praise, but I touched his arm and whispered a thank-you. The place where our skin met tingled, and I longed to fold myself into his arms.

“We should get Hekla to the list quickly,” Lucus said. “She’ll need a moment to greet the animal.”

We set off, letting the crowd help us along.

“What do you mean greet?” I asked.

“Unicorns are intelligent creatures who are drawn to auras much like us,” Lucus said. “Hekla’s mount will want to scent her aura, to be clear on the rider’s persona.”

I wanted to ask more questions, but the path through this area of the woods was tight and packed with flying and walking fae. They bumped against me now and then, each touch sending a frisson of fear through me. Their glowing eyes and veins grew more obvious as the canopy blocked out the late afternoon sun.

The crowd separated us from the Binder and Nora as the unseelie group spilled into a long clearing stripped of its oaks and beeches. Tinted by the setting sun, citrine clouds floated above a low wall of stacked stone. Held by unseelie trainers dressed in solid black, two massive obsidian unicorns stamped the ground at either ends of the wall. The animals’ horns glowed in a way similar to the unseelie fae’s eyes in the dark. Their black manes floated around their sinuous necks like they were underwater. It was as if they inhabited this world and another dimension, too, like ghosts.

I squinted as we got closer. “Is their fur kind of glowing too?” The ends of each black strand looked luminescent and cast a haze of ruby light.

A fae at the far end was allowing two others to tie her wings down with twine while the trainer held her unicorn.

Hekla stared. “Horses don’t have fur. It’s hair.”

“See?” I shook her, forcing a brightness into my voice. “You’re an expert. You can do this. No problem.”

Each unicorn wore a tasseled saddle of red, blue, and black and had matching reins and bridle. The unseelie holding Hekla’s mount had long fingers that tapered to become jagged twigs, and he wore his tangled hair in a knot on top of his head like a bad man bun. He looked Hekla up and down, adjusted the stirrups, then held out a hand to help her up.



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