Destined for the Fae King: A Steamy Fae Fantasy Romance (Courts of Faery Book 3) by Megan Van Dyke

Author:Megan Van Dyke [Dyke, Megan Van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-10-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

If someone would have told me months ago that the fae had night clubs, I’d have laughed my ass off. That totally wasn’t covered in the coven’s records. It didn’t fit any of my imaginings either, which were mostly painted in my mind as magical, willowy settings with soaring ceilings, colorful flora, and tall, graceful fae floating about like celestial beings. And truthfully, a lot of Faery has been like that. But tonight, I’ve learned that Faery contains multitudes, and some of them aren’t that different from the human realm at all.

Drinks are free for humans—an especially dangerous temptation when they’re all glasses of bubbly fae wine that are way stronger than the human variety—the lights have been turned down low, and well-clad fae mingle on onyx floors shot through with ribbons of crimson. The room would be spacious if not crammed with people. The low ceiling doesn’t help the feeling either. In fact, it’s the opposite of many rooms here, in that it’s more contained and enclosed with solid walls, save the far one which leads onto a terrace and down into one of the many courtyards.

True to what the others said, the guards don’t stop us from coming, though Tharin gives me a disapproving look and follows closely after us. He’s been lingering against the wall the whole time we’ve been here too, along with another of our guards. I suppose they want to make sure no one gets too cozy with the king’s potential brides, which is totally fair.

If Grace and Alex were worried about finding an interested fae, they shouldn’t be. It doesn’t seem to matter that we may be the king’s intended. Many of the fae here are more than eager to spend time with us. And honestly, it’s exhausting. The endless questions are like a job interview that never ends. I’ve also taken way too many sips of the damnable wine in an effort to avoid talking, if even for a moment.

“I’m going to get some air,” I say the moment the fae female I’ve been speaking with opens her mouth to ask yet another question.

“Oh but—” The male next to her begins.

“I’m sorry.” I paste on the best smile I can. “I’ll be back in just a little bit.”

Or never.

Thank God humans can lie. It’s so helpful. I don’t want to bail on Grace and Alex, not when they seem nearly as uncomfortable as me. But I do need a moment, or I’m going to scream. Or say something entirely un-queen-like. I’d have to be a fool to think that an outburst here wouldn’t make it back to the king or at least the dowager. The dowager certainly gives the impression of knowing everything that goes on in this place, no matter how minute.

Is that what I’d be expected to do too, if I became queen?

I nearly shudder as I sidestep another fae who reaches for me, a question falling from their lips that I don’t stop to hear.

The terrace beckons, offering the illusion of peace.

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