Page 7 of Bitten By the Fae
Elemental Faediedunderground.
It took weeks, sometimes months, but just the very threat of being taken somewhere so dark and murky had panic freezing every limb.
Shadow said something, but I couldn’t hear him over the harsh beating in my ears.
My back hit a soft cushion that I barely felt.
Stone and vines and unspeakable things danced through my vision. A dark cloud. New voices.
Fight, some part of me urged.This is all in your mind.
Yeah, pretty sure the gargoyle statue glowering down at me was pretty damn real.
Oh, I’d read about those. They shot lasers from their eyes. Good. Fun. Why was one in my cell?
Shadow appeared to be talking to it.
Right, because they were likely old friends.
Except they seemed to be arguing.
Maybe I’d get to watch the stone creature flay my “intended” alive. Mmm, I’d enjoy that very much. Warmth began to stir inside me at the thought, my initial terror subsiding beneath a much more violent wave.
As long as he didn’t keep me down here for long, I’d be fine.
Which meant I needed to pull myself together and find a way out. Not an easy feat considering he’d locked the door.
What kind of idiot willingly puts himself in a dungeon?
“A smart one,” Shadow replied.
My brow furrowed. “Did I ask that out loud?”
“No, but you practically shouted it at me.” He winced and collapsed onto a pile of pillows on the obsidian floor.
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
He tapped his head. “Use your mind, princess.”
Yeah, because you’re so great at using yours,I thought sourly.
He snorted as if he heard that.
Then I realized what he meant.
“Ohhhhh, no. You are so not in my head.” I’d have a colossal headache otherwise.
“No, I’m in your blood, Princess Flower,” he replied, sounding exasperated. “Seriously, do you not study the mating of other cultures where you’re from? Because I had to take an entire semester on your weak kind last year, and while it’s proving to be useful now, it bored me near to death.”
“We are not weak,” I countered. “And for your information, yes, I took one class on fae politics. You want to talk about boring,thatcourse takes the lily cookie.”
“Lily cookie?” he repeated, arching a brow. “What the fuck is a lily cookie?”
“I thought you studied my kind, Shadow. Perhaps you missed that chapter in your book.”
He snorted. “Whatever.” He stretched out his long legs, crossing them at the ankles as he relaxed further into his makeshift bed. “We’re going to be here a while, princess. Best get some rest before the Council delivers their verdict.”
Sleep. Yeah, that was going to happen.
