Void of Endings (The Faeven Saga Book 4) by Hillary Raymer

Author:Hillary Raymer [Raymer, Hillary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BohoSoul Press
Published: 2024-03-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

The dungeon was cold.

Maeve kept her arms wrapped around herself to ward off the chill, but the damp air only seemed to worsen the situation. She clamped her jaw shut so her teeth wouldn’t chatter, and she hated the rough scrape of dried skin every time she rubbed her lips together. All she had was her own body heat, which simply wasn’t enough. Her fingers were like ice and she could no longer feel her toes. Minor inconveniences really, in the grand scheme of things.

Considering she was locked in a cell with a cuff of iron wrapped around her neck.

Leaning back, Maeve rested her head against the hard stone wall. She’d already lost track of time. In the belly of the dungeon where the light could not reach, time no longer mattered.

Save for the constant dripping sound of what she hoped was water, there was no other noise in the dungeon. No wails of despair or groans of agony. There were no other prisoners, and she hadn’t seen a single guard stroll by on patrol. Which Maeve found oddly curious, as Parisa seemed like the type who enjoyed torturing those who disobeyed her. Surely she had an abundance of captives hidden away somewhere. Not all of them had been able to flee into the safe haven of Niahvess. There had to be thousands, if not more, who had been left behind to suffer Parisa’s reign.

Yet Maeve continued to sit in the depths of the Spring Court…alone.

Perhaps Parisa intended to subject her to isolation. If that was the case, she was making a terrible mistake. Maeve’s mind was quite possibly one of her greatest weapons.

Her gaze slid to the corner of the cell where there was a chunk of stale bread tossed onto a tin plate and a glass of water. If it could even be called that, as this particular substance was almost gray and had bits of dirt floating in it.

Maeve’s lip curled in disgust.

In the endless silence, Maeve let her eyes drift close. Her thoughts wandered to Tiernan, and her soul ached. She didn’t know how long until she would see him again, and she refused to think the worst, not allowing herself to venture down that dark and dangerous road. Instead, she focused on the warmth of his embrace, the tickle of his whispers against her cheek, the feel of his mouth taking hers. She could picture him clearly, the way he captivated her, leaving her damn near breathless just by looking at her.

Just as quickly, she saw the flash of hurt in his eyes, the way his features hardened when she lashed out at him. He hid it well in front of everyone, but she knew him better. Her words wounded him, and when she walked away from him, he let her go.

How wrong she’d been in thinking she didn’t need him.

She hadn’t meant it, not really, but there was no taking it back. Now the last memory she had of them together was one of anger and heartache.

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