Dark Fae's Destiny: Vampire Masters of Italy #5: A Dark Haven Paranormal Fantasy Romance by Ava Ward

Author:Ava Ward [Ward, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragonlight Publishing LLC
Published: 2024-09-06T00:00:00+00:00

15

GAME

The past three days setting up the new Summer Fae High Council have been grueling but fulfilling, as I finally return to Quinn’s rooms at the Red Letter Hotel Florence. With my Livingtree destroyed, I’ve been staying in my old rooms at the Palace of Light as all the Magistros, Generals, rebellion leaders, and Dark Summer Fae met repeatedly to hash out what a High Council for the Summer Fae would look like.

But without Quinn and Ariana, I haven’t slept a wink; I asked Quinn if I could come be with him and Ariana tonight. Though all my things are still in my rooms at the palace, it just isn’t my home anymore.

Gently closing the door to Quinn’s cathedral suite in the late midnight hour now, however, I see an enormous pile of my bags, trunks, and personal items inside. My eyebrows lift; I hadn’t planned on having all my things moved into Quinn’s rooms from the palace. Of course, he’s ten steps ahead of me like always, knowing what I need now that my Livingtree is gone.

And knowing I need to be with him and Ariana—now that my revolution is done.

Quinn rises in a quilted maroon silk dressing robe from where he was sitting before one massive lit fireplace in his living area beneath the loft, his shirt and pants from the day still on beneath. He swirls a brandy, sips it, then sets it aside and comes to me. I had thought no one would be awake at this late hour; but of course, Quinn is a night owl and always will be, thanks to the magic of Night that runs so strongly in his veins.

He sets his hands on my shoulders as he gazes deep into my eyes.

“How are you?” Quinn asks, never one to mince words when it counts. His dark onyx eyes search mine, but flicker with his Fae fire as he feels through our bond how much I’ve been through in the past days and how exhausted I am.

“Tired.” My answer is honest, as I know there’s no hiding my bone-deep fatigue from Quinn. We’re bonded for life in so many ways now that Ariana has brought us together again. Those bonds strengthen me now, as Quinn pours his loving fire inside me, bolstering me.

Even as he sends a soothing wash of his coolest darkness through me, calming me.

“The fatigue of triumph is the best there is.” Quinn massages my shoulders, and his words make me smile. Nodding at the living area, Quinn ushers me over to the velvet settees before the fireplace. He pours me a brandy and we sip; it’s nice, calm in the late midnight hour, after the never-ending chaos of the past few days.

“So, you’ve moved me out of the palace.” Jutting my chin at my stuff cluttering Quinn’s foyer and dining hall, I lift an eyebrow at him.

“It seemed best, yes.” Quinn nods, more than aware that I’m sort of a nomad right now. “I would have offered for you to stay here with me at the Hotel, indefinitely.

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