Page 72 of The Dark Fae Princess
“Humph,” he mutters. “You areDark Fae,end of story.Heon the other hand definitely has a Dragon half and I just cannot go through this again. Our races, justcannotgo through this again.”
My turn to squint at him now. “What do you mean?” I ask carefully.
He sighs. “Your mother had a daughter with a Light Fae, but she turned out as the Dragon Empress. If you think that I’m letting anything even remotely similar happen again, you have another thing coming. No. I forbid it. You will choose another mate.”
My mouth drops open as I gape at him. It never even crossed my mind that Delinda was the Blessed child.
Fuck. Me.
I had no idea she was half Light Fae.
I assumed she had traces of Dark Fae in her from our mother, that’s why she could get here earlier, but before that I didn’t think she hadanyFae powers. I thought the Guards were brought to my door because she’s theDragon Empress.
“I have surprised you,” Gramps says. “I perhaps should have kept this to myself, but given that you are now my heir to the throne of this Kingdom, it’s time you knew. As Delinda chose her Dragon side over her Fae side, she has been cast out by the Fae. They do not accept her as the Blessed child in their eyes. However, it doesn’t make it any less true. She has a Fae mate that has been destined for her since we found out who she was.”
“Who?” I croak out, but I have a horrible, sickening feeling that I know already.
“Blayne,” he says with a heavy sigh that punches me in the gut.
I knew something was up with them when I saw them together the other week.
“He is also half Dragon,” I rasp.
The purple-eyed fury that shoots my way makes me wish that I’d never been born.
“No kidding,” he drawls. “All that aside, as you can see, any child you have with that Halfling, will be tainted by his Dragon side and shunned.”
I cringe at his derogatory term. I have to save this. I have to find a way because I’m taking Trey as my Light Fae mate. I can’t even think about bedding another now.
I grit my teeth and betray my new lover, hating myself for it, but knowing that I have no choice if I want to be with him.
“I will bind the child at birth. No one will ever know if they will be half Dragon. As far as the Realm will see, the child will be all Fae.”
Gramps is silent for a very long time.
Weighing up what I’ve said and coming to a decision, he leans forward. “How do I know that you will abide by that.”
“I want to be Queen of the Dark Fae. I want to be with Trey and have a child with him that will eventually unite our races. I will not let anything stand in the way of that. I have no loyalty to the Dragons, so this decision is easy for me.”
I wonder if he will see the lie.
Not about the loyalty, because I don’t, but about this being easy.
“Have you discussed a union with him?”
I lick my lips. “No, not yet.” I couldn’t lie about that.
“Then, we will see. There may be another out there more suited to you.”
End. Of. Discussion.
Dammit.
“In the meantime,” he continues, “Anders isn’t backing down from this. I believe you are the spoils of this war, but there is no way on these lands that I will give you to that asshole, pure Light Fae or not. You will be defended by every Dark Fae here as you are precious to us. Jerrick must help you prepare to defend yourself.Whereis he by the way? He’s done a disappearing act, right when I need him.”
I gulp.
Luckily, that question did not require an answer.
