The Dark Fae by Terry Spear

Author:Terry Spear [Spear, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Young Adult
Published: 2011-05-11T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

“What have we here,” a rough-sounding man said in the dark as Alicia tried to wake. Disoriented, she had no idea where she was. She lay on something hard. When she tried to rise, chains attached to cold metal bracelets that wrapped around her wrists prevented her from moving too far. She came to the sinking realization she was most likely in a dungeon as the smell of damp earth and decaying matter assaulted her.

The man struck a match, then lighted a lantern. A bulldog-looking man with dark brown hair and cold gray eyes stared at her.

Was he a dark fae?

He wore no medallion. But then he wouldn’t. Not if he was just a guard or something.

She glanced down at her clothes. Gone were Ritasia’s beautiful sea green gowns, her hair clips and the golden medallion emblem of the Neferon minor royalty. Now Alicia wore a dingy brown wool tunic and brown trousers and a pair of moccasin-like leather shoes.

Alicia’s stomach revolted as the bile rose to her throat when she breathed in some more of the nauseously putrid odor. Her throat was parched, and she wondered how long she’d been in this prison.

“Dragon fae,” the man sneered.

“Where am I?”

He motioned to the door. Another man, this one tall and thin, escorted a woman into the room. Her ash blond hair was woven into a single braid that trailed down her back. Her eyes were nearly the same olive green as Alicia’s and widened to see her as a splinter of recognition flitted across them. Did the woman recognize her? As in, she looked familiar like a relative of someone the woman already knew?

Alicia’s skin crawled with the idea that she might be known by a race of fae she’d never met.

The woman wore clothes similar to Alicia—fae prison garb? She appeared to be not much older than Alicia. And she was a prisoner, too, as her hands were manacled. The woman took a deep breath and bowed her head slightly in greeting.

Alicia had only seen males do that when they greeted royalty or lords that outranked them. She was certainly not royalty. And if she had been, the woman should have curtseyed to her. Was the woman trying to signal her in some way? Her eyes remained riveted to Alicia as if she was trying to determine who she was, or where she had seen her before.

“Do you know this dragon fae?” the bulldog of a man asked, his voice irritatingly gruff.

“She is not one of my people,” the woman said, with firm confidence.

And yet Alicia sensed the woman meant just the opposite. She could have sworn the woman recognized her.

“She has the archery skills of one of your kind,” the man argued.

“That may be so, but I have never seen the woman before in my life.” She stepped closer to Alicia. “Let me see your hand.”

Alicia showed her the palm of her hand, wondering what that had to do with anything. The woman squeezed her hand, then whispered, “Make a fist.

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