Feigned Fae: Freed Fae Book 1 by Beck Beetle

Author:Beck Beetle [Beetle, Beck]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beck Beetle
Published: 2021-04-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Elsu

Elsu was fuming.

How dare Sassa imply a relation between them? No Avundrian was so desperate, degenerative, to breed with a Lele. Sassa’s father must be from the Somerset Isles, Zzarlziqa, even Ísvaldar, but a noble from his own House? Never.

Fae travel little, her smug words drifted into his ear.

His eyes darted over the open edge of the hallway’s arching balconies. He studied the forest that shielded Vădăstriya and the great lake that separated it from Avundruill’s sloping forest. The distance was short. Still, no Avundrian could cross the purple water unseen in full view of the manor.

Sassa did, his mind taunted.

Biting his cheek, he shook his head stubbornly. Her father must’ve boarded a ship and entered Vădăstriya’s ports, but even that made little sense. The Humans had nothing worthwhile to encourage Fae visits. They were descendants of Ísvaldar’s tiny, frozen islands and got their supplies shipped from the mainland. A Fae would go North instead of its ill developed Human settlement.

His eyes wandered to Avundruill’s forest. Perhaps Sassa’s father hadn’t encountered her mother in Vădăstriya at all. Maybe her mother had brazenly traveled the waters to Avundruill, bewitching Sassa’s father with a spell. A love spell.

Lele charms don’t work on Fae, his mind countered, but Elsu was convinced. It was the only logical excuse. The sorceress must’ve found a workaround with black magic, maddened by lust for Sassa’s father. Elsu breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing a hand over his tired eyes. She’d tricked the poor Fae! Once he was strong enough to overcome the spell, he abandoned her. Then, she fled to the Human village with her babe. It was so obvious now.

Elsu glanced over his shoulder at his chamber doors. He had to be careful of the halfling lest she try to possess him. He reached for his collar, pinching it closed. His masculinity was creating a mountain of lust within her, ready to erupt at any moment. How could he blame her? Still, he needed to be more conservative to cool her arousal.

As he banked a corner though, his sympathies for her plight diminished as her earlier words flooded his mind.

It’s because I’m a halfling. I got blessed with the gift of Illustration, yet you a full Fae, with two pure bloodlines did not. You hate it.

He squeezed his fist in rhythm to his thundering heartbeats, the pain pricks of his talons piercing his palms somehow easing his rage. How and why was a gift as precious as Illustration wasted on a creation that shouldn’t exist? Someone abominable and worthless. He deserved to manifest, could manifest if only partially. Why hadn’t all the gold, tutors and countless hours of study helped him? It wasn’t just unfair; it was cruel. What would manifestation serve her, when she had no lands, home, or prospects? A waste.

Yet her talent was serving him, albeit poorly. How could he make their arrangement work, her lackluster abilities aside? He thought of what Nodin had said about The Academy. He couldn’t sneak Sassa in, nor have her linger independently of him where she couldn’t see or hear what was happening.

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