When Magic Burns by Tera Lynn Childs

Author:Tera Lynn Childs [Childs, Tera Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fairies, Fantasy, Fiction, Paranormal, Romance, Short Story, Young Adult
Publisher: Fearless Alchemy
Published: 2015-10-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The fae around them were obviously a highly trained unit. Then again, the warriors of the Light Clan were renowned through the fae realm as the most vicious and merciless of any army.

Like the fae of legend, they were all tall and lean, with flowing hair in shades from near-white to pale gold to the gray blue of a brightly overcast day. Their eyes were equally pale, in various colors, and their skin was so light it was almost iridescent.

They appeared more as specters than flesh and bone fae.

While their ghostly appearance was mesmerizing, it was their weaponry that drew Regan’s attention the most.

Each carried an impossibly long sword. The blades must of been equal in length to the fae’s height and though wide as warrior’s palm, they were as thin and supple as a blade of grass. As they moved, the gleaming metal emitted a humming sound that for some reason made Regan think of death.

And from each blade, the reflection of the now-setting sun cast rainbows over the group gathered in the clearing.

“You trespass on the land of the Light Clan,” one of the fae said, though Regan could not have said which because the sound seemed to reverberate from everywhere at once.

“Who are you?” another voice, this one female, demanded, “to tread so carelessly into our territory?”

Regan stiffened as the prince stepped forward, addressing the tallest of the fae warriors.

“I am Cathair O Cuana,” he said, “High Prince of the Clan Moraine. We come at desperate times to seek the assistance of your queen.”

None of the light fae moved so much as a muscle.

For several long seconds they only stared, as if unseeing, at the dark prince who dared to seek audience with their queen.

The longer the fae stood silent, the more nervous Regan became. She tried to place herself in the position of these warriors, a force who saw themselves as the only line of defense between their kin and an invading army. Were she on the other side of this faceoff, she would probably take the lot of them prisoner. Or, if she saw even the slightest hint of intent to harm, slice their throats without hesitation.

The very thought made her nervous. She instinctively moved her hand to the hilt of the small dagger hidden in her waistband.

The weapon was barely more than a table knife. In a true fight, it would do little harm. But it was the only thing she had that belonged to her parents. Her father had carried it on his waist just as she did now.

While it might not save her life, just the touch of the ornate handle had the power to calm her. To give her confidence and reassurance.

Before her fingers could connect with the cool metal, she felt a hand at the small of her back.

“Shhh,” Peter breathed right next to her ear. “Let’s see where talking gets us. Don’t start something that hasn’t begun.”

She flicked her gaze at him over her shoulder, but remained silent.

“The prince knows what he’s doing,” Peter continued.

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