Confessions of a Dangerous Fae (The Supernatural Spy Files Book 1) by Jenna Wolfhart

Author:Jenna Wolfhart [Wolfhart, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Obviously, I wasn’t going to turn down a chance to speak privately with Lugh in a place where our words couldn’t be overheard. Plus...his fancy case-enclosed spear would be there with him. Maybe I could finally get some answers about that...and all those books, too.

First, I had a stop to make.

The door to my room had been left unlocked, and no one was waiting in the hallway to chaperone me around the castle, which meant...maybe Lugh hadn’t been delirious when he’d agreed to let me have a little more freedom.

Now that I’d saved his ass, he trusted me, at least a little more than he had before. Time to use that to my advantage and ignore the twinge of guilt in my heart because of it.

I owed him nothing. Not as long as he worked against my Queen, my friend.

I still had the note full of numbers for Clark. If she could figure out my code, she’d learn that there was a new court in town, led by the traitor who wanted to find that mysterious cauldron. That was all I could manage to fit on the note in number form.

This time, I didn’t risk heading into the courtyard. I bustled through the Great Hall, thankful for the quiet emptiness that filled the expansive space. It was between breakfast and lunch, and no fae roamed the rows of tables. Outside, on the balcony, I waited for the raven.

Clark would know what to do with this information. She’d always done the right thing before. I trusted she would do it again now. I hoped she would understand that the fae of this court were not all bad, even if some were. I barely knew them, but Saoirse and Imogen—even if she had a penchant for thievery—had proven to me that most of the fae here just wanted a safe, happy life.

At some point, if things continued like this, Clark would no doubt feel forced to bring her warriors here, to take arms against the self-proclaimed King of the Wraiths. I just hoped no innocents got caught in the crossfire.

The raven finally spotted me and dropped onto the wrought-iron railing. With a shaky breath, I handed it the parchment and watched it soar away into the clouds. That was it then. If Clark could translate my code, she would understand what we were up against. And she would be waiting for my next note, the one that would tell her what he planned to do to take her throne.

As I turned to go, a flash of red at the bottom of the cliffs caught my eye. Frowning, I leaned over the railing to peer down at it. Even with my fae sight, it was difficult to make out what it was. A vague figure. A person, human, fae, or otherwise. Someone with blazing red hair.

Warin, I couldn’t help but think. Saoirse had mentioned a secret tunnel through the cliff, and he was down there now, looking for it.

Heart thumping, I pushed back into the Great Hall and headed toward Lugh’s quarters.

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