Page 38 of Dark Fae's Secrets
I go to it and open it with a smile. “Hi,” I say and let him in.
“Your men,” he growls with a vicious look, “were concerned about you last night. They came to get me, but you were asleep when I got here. Are you okay?”
I nod. “I think I was just tired,” I say, feeling foolish for thinking that I was on death’s door. “All I needed was a good sleep.”
He gives me a grave look. “Are you sure?”
I nod.
He folds his arms across his chest and looks out of the window. “Is this about the men?” he croaks out. “Do you need your mother? We can get her if you need to discuss…thingswith her.”
My cheeks blossom into a blush so fierce, I want to crawl under the bed. Glad to see that even being Queen and a goddess hasn’t changed our father-daughter relationship.
“Nope,” I squeak. “All good. I…” I’m going to have to say it now to get away from this uncomfortable topic. “I…I’ve never been sick before, I was worried… you know… because of grandmother…”
He slowly turns his eyes back to me, a startled look on his face. “Savvie,” he says kindly. “That is quite a leap from feeling tired to thinking you’re going to get really sick. Why would you even think that?”
I shrug. “I don’t know. I was feeling paranoid and irrational. I guess I just wanted reassurance that it wasn’t the case,” I mumble, feeling like the biggest idiot on the planet. But last night, I’d been truly worried. Now, it all seems so silly, somortalof me. I wonder where it came from.
He nods, but I can see that he doesn’t really understand it and that he is now extremely worried about me.
So, I change the subject – again.
“Listen, about this announcement I was going to make yesterday…”
“I figured it’s about your relationships,” he interrupts me briskly.
“Well, it was, but then something else came up.”
He looks at me expectantly.
I owe it to him to tell him about this first. The fact that I hadn’t even taken that into account before now, makes me feel like the worst daughter in the world.
“Let me show you something.”
I haven’t sprouted my wings since that first time, but it was easy enough to make them disappear, so I just think ‘wings’ and hope for the best.
When his eyes go wide, and he takes a step back, I figure that the wings are in plain sight. He squints at me. “Where did you get those from?” he asks suspiciously.
“It’s a long story,” I sigh, “but the short version is that I’m more than just the Dark Fae Queen. Turns out that I’m also the Faerie goddess.” I shrug to show him that I don’t find this information scary or intimidating.
“Goddess?” he splutters. “What? Does your mother know?” he demands ferociously.
I snicker. “No, not yet. But it does have to do with her, sort of. She is also the descendant of the goddess, but she chosemeas the rightful heir to her power.”
“Oh,” he says faintly. “Uhm. You plan to tell the Kingdom about this?” He frowns.
“Yes, my Kingdom today and then the Light Fae as soon as possible.”
“Light Fae?”
“Yes, I am the goddess of both the Fae. I am here to unite us and then makeup with the Dragons.”
His scrutinizing look makes me pause in what I was going to say next, which was basically just to reiterate my plan.
“The time is right,” he says briskly. “The Light Fae are only following Ambrosia because she is supposedly carrying their rightful heir. Something that most of the Dark Fae don’t believe, I might add. If you are doing this, do it now.”
I stare at him in surprise. I thought he would have a hundred reasons why I shouldn’t do this or even that he didn’t believe me to start with.
