Page 51 of The Fae Girl 1

“Interesting.” The High Queen said but I couldn’t see anything interesting in it.

“How is it?” I asked.

“Let me explain. You are, forgive the term, a freak of nature.” She said.

It was hard not to react to that. To think of what the man had said when he’d tried to kill me. To think of my nightmare too.

“…I wanted to understand what makes you different, how you are created. Where you crossed over is a part of that.”

“Why do you want to know about it?” I replied.

“Because I believe anyone can become Fae in the right circumstances.”

“So you want to know how I am Fae to try and what, become Fae yourself?” I said.

The High Queen simply smiled. A secretive smile that felt like I was a fellow conspirator, that she could be trusted.

“What would Jelric say about your theory?” I asked.

“Oh Jelric would dismiss it without a thought. As would any Magi because the very idea threatens their existence. Could you imagine, if anyone could become Fae then what need would we have for the Magi?” The High Queen said smirking.

“But if anyone could become Fae it’d be utter carnage. Power like that shouldn’t be in just anyone’s hands.”

“Now you sound like the Magi.” The High Queen said. “Perhaps my theory is nonsense, but I would like to know how Fae are created if only because I’m curious.”

“Well I’d like to know too because then I could stop myself from being it.” I stated.

“You would give up your power so easily?” The High Queen asked shocked.

“I would.” I replied without hesitating for a second.

“You are not at all how I imagined you to be.” She said frowning slightly like she didn’t understand me. “Ah Prince Fain come join us.”

She stood up as I flinched looking around.

Prince Fain looked momentarily like he’d been caught in some trap before he looked between the two of us. His face showing a micro-expression of something before it became that same perfect mask of cold.

“I should be going.” I half whispered as I stood and clumsily curtseyed before going to leave.

“I want to hold a ball in your honour.” The High Queen said. “Say you’ll come. It’ll be the finest ball of the year.”

“As you wish.” I replied curtsying again and glancing at the Prince as I walked quickly away.

I hadn’t seen him once since they’d proven what I was, that I was Fae.

And yet all the anger, all the fury was still there.

But worse, much worse, underneath all that emotion the image of him from my dream flashed through my mind and it was all I could do not to vomit right there on his god damn boots.

“You’ve scared her away you beast.” The High Queen said as the she left.

I kept my eyes on her, on the girl, as she sculked off with Indi and Nela close behind her.

“Sit.” The High Queen said, patting the seat next to her.

“What do you want Indyra?” I asked.

“I’m still the High Queen, you could at least address me as that in front of the people.” The High Queen stated gesturing. Not that anyone was looking.

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