The Faerie's Secret (The Queen's Chair Book 2) by Chloe Garner

Author:Chloe Garner [Garner, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A Horse Called Alpha
Published: 2022-02-21T16:00:00+00:00

She woke up once during the night to raised voices.

“I said I don’t know,” a woman said. “He’s doing it, not me. I’m just purging the cast.”

“Is it the magic that was used against him?” a male voice asked, the one that had awoken Stasia in the first place.

“I told you I don’t know,” the woman said. “It means I don’t know.”

Stasia nodded to herself.

You tell him, lady.

The room was very quiet.

And yet, Stasia awoke with a sense that someone was looking at her.

Her ear was trying to work its way around the back of her head so that they would quit looking at it, in point of fact.

She opened her eyes and turned her head and Jasper blinked at her passively.

Stasia frowned, rolling onto her side and pulling her knees up to her shoulders, working the blankets back straight with her toes.

“That’s not how I left you,” she said, and he shook his head.

“Did you have dreams?” he asked.

The phantom idea of eyeless men and black cloth turning into wisps of smoke had almost escaped her.

“Maybe,” she said.

“They sounded troubling,” he said.

“What happened?” Stasia asked.

He looked to his other side, and Stasia lifted her head to look at the young man on the next table over.

“He had a worse night than I did,” Jasper said. “But he yet lives.”

Stasia put her head back down on the pillow, staring at Jasper’s face.

“You’re okay,” she said, and he nodded.

“I’m very tired,” he said. “You saved my life, I have no doubt. Both of us.”

“You had no eyes,” Stasia said. “How?”

He shook his head.

“No one knows, least of all me,” he said. “I have different rules.”

“You had no eyes,” Stasia said again.

“Believe me, I know,” he said.

“I took all his stuff,” Stasia said, and he smiled.

“Your ability to anticipate needs in the midst of crisis is remarkable,” he said.

“You had no eyes. I thought I was going to have to get back to the falls on my own.”

“I’m glad you don’t have to,” he said evenly.

“Jasper,” she said.

“It’s okay,” he said. “We’ll take another day of rest, here, and then we’ll go on our way. I intend to do what I can to figure out who the man was that was torturing Felng, here.”

“Is that what he was doing?” Stasia asked.

“I see no explanation beyond experimentation,” Jasper said. “Pure pixie-specific sadism is possible, but to do it one young man at a time is very… disciplined. A young man is more likely to survive for longer, too.”

“Why would he be experimenting?” Stasia asked, sitting up on her elbow and looking around the room. They were basically alone.

“The magistrate last night,” he said. “What did she say to you about ‘new magic’?”

Stasia frowned.

“I don’t know. That only high elves make new magic?”

“That’s not entirely true,” Jasper said. “I don’t want to discuss it here, but… you experiment because you don’t know what works and what doesn’t, and if the pixies here haven’t seen this kind of magic before, there’s a good chance that he wasn’t experimenting because he didn’t know what he was doing.

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