Page 105 of Given to the Fae
‘Yes, my lord.’
‘Come.’
I walk across the room and wince at the soreness between my legs.
‘Is something wrong?’
‘No, my lord it’s just, I’m sore.’
Why am I telling him? I don’t know that either, but something inside me wants him to know.
‘Here.’ He takes a pot of salve and gives it to me.
I stare at it in my hands. ‘Would you like me to rub this on you, my lord?’
He huffs. ‘No, Bryn, it’s for… Oh, never mind. Give it here.’
He snatches it back and opens it, taking out a good amount of salve on two of his fingers.
‘Widen your legs.’
I do it and I wonder why I’m not getting upset. I don’t like masters touching me.
His fingers delve under my dress carefully and then between my legs. I gasp as he touches me, my eyes flying to his and getting ensnared in the deepest blue depths of his.
He draws away and I frown.
‘Do we know each other, my lord?’
‘No,’ he says briskly. ‘It’s time to leave.’
He leads me out the door where some wooden steps lead to the ground. I walk with him and then follow him closely as he takes me to a barn where I’m urged into a paddock with a few other human females. Their eyes follow the fae master who brought me back, and I frown at them, not liking that but not sure why I care.
I sit apart from the others. I don’t know them and they’re giving me nasty looks, talking about me in voices I can just about hear. But I don’t need to be friends with them. The fae master said we’re leaving today.
It’s not long before he comes. The fae and the other one. I’m told to come out and a thick, uncomfortable collar is fitted around my neck.
I don’t like it, but the fae master leads me out of the barn into the bright sunshine and biting wind of the street. I shiver as I walk with them to a Ring.
We’re traveling the Breach. I watch with wide eyes as it opens with a roar. It seems familiar, but I can’t really remember having gone through a Gate before.
I’m pulled in and darkness whirls around me.
I hear whispers and I turn when I hear my name.
‘You’ve forgotten something.’
‘Need to remember.’
‘Remember.’
‘Remember.’
I frown at the echo, but before I can think on what the whispers are saying, we step out onto a stone platform.
It’s a dark cavern and I can see the red light of coals and the shadows of flames dancing from fires on the walls.
I’m pulled along, my heart thumping. Why are we here? I have a bad feeling. I swallow hard as a huge orc steps into our path. I know his eyes are on me.
