A Vow of Dragons and Storms (The Lost Fae Riders Series Book 1) by G. Bailey

A Vow of Dragons and Storms (The Lost Fae Riders Series Book 1) by G. Bailey

Author:G. Bailey [Bailey, G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Midnight Publishing Limited
Published: 2024-04-23T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Thirteen

Page Thirteen.

The wedding is tomorrow, and neither of them has said a word to stop it. Has the sun given up on me, his lover? Has the moon finally seen we are more than friends?

Is loving them both my true weakness?

“You look pale today.”

Calix keeps walking, leading me up the steps towards the training room as a grey pre-dawn light shines down onto us while he repeats his statement again. The oil lanterns flicker ever so softly, and this early, all I can smell is the bread that is being baked for breakfast, along with the alluring scents of everything else cooking in the kitchens below.

Calix clears his throat and I look up at the tall man. He is in dark brown clothing this morning, and some contraption is swung around his shoulder that is covered in daggers. “I mean, you usually look a little pale, but are you alright?”

He’s noticed. I need to pray Ziven doesn’t. “I’m fine.” I square my shoulders to appear stronger, even if I’m anything but that right now. I was thankful when Ziven stormed me straight from the library yesterday into my room where food was already waiting for me, and he left me in there all night. My stomach was killing me, the cramps unbearable, and it didn’t let up. I don’t think I’ve slept at all, but it’s like this every time I get my monthlies. Thankfully, they only come once every six months. Which isn’t typical for fae, who have them every month, hence the name, but nothing about my body is normal in that regard.

A light cramp radiates from my lower stomach, and I barely wince. I’m so used to them, and this is mild. The worst cramps feel like I’m being stabbed repeatedly in the stomach, and sometimes they get bad enough that I pass out. There’s no way to make it stop, not without a healer.

The prince used to have a healer on standby for me, dead on every six months because usually it’s bad enough that Kyrell needed more help. Almost like he could sense I was going to get ill. He would be there to heal me with Kyrell, and the prince would go away while I was sick. He couldn’t stand to be around me suffering and bleeding in a way he didn’t enjoy.

I just have to get through training this morning, and then I’ll be back in my room. Hopefully, it’s not as bad as it usually is. A fresh wave of painful cramps slashes through my stomach, making my knees feel weak when I get to the top step. I’ve got pads on—several of them. I don’t know who well equipped the bathroom for fae women, but it was definitely done well. It’ll be enough to get me through.

Calix frowns at me when I take a moment to lean on the staircase before straightening up and walking with him into the training area. I’m glad it’s him who is escorting me and not Sterling like last week.



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