Page 136 of Hell Fae King
Vivaxia favored riddles and lies.
Which meant this was a puzzle for me to solve.
I could only assume she was referring to the magic she’d left inside of Camillia. However, I had to wonder if there was something else going on here. Because her presence here felt…permanent.Like she’d been lingering in this kingdom for much longer than a handful of minutes.
Nos had said he’d been trying tohold my attention. What had that meant? And why would he be working with Vivaxia?
She’d created so many of the Nightmare Fae in this realm. Nightmare Fae who all loathed her and what she’d done to them long ago.
Perhaps his ancestors hadn’t passed on enough of a warning, thus leaving him susceptible to her influence.
“Hmm,” Vivaxia hummed, those long nails of hers still dancing along the throne as energy vibrated in the air.
An energy I recognized.
More mirages.
More tricks.
More mind games.
It had me wondering if she was truly even here. This whole kingdom was renowned for its illusions. Perhaps someone was fucking with me now.
But who? And why?
My primary nemesis was the woman standing mere feet from me.In my realm, I thought again.Because she found a key.
Naturally, she didn’t elaborate. She just tilted her head in a playful way, a move that sent her dark hair to one side. “I brought you a present. A belated housewarming gift, if you will.”
I arched a brow, my arms folding over my chest. “I’m not interested in yourgifts, Vivaxia.” Because they always came at a price.
A price I was not willing to pay.
Melek,I tried again.
His lack of a reply was uncharacteristic of him. It had me going deeper, searching for his mental state.
When I found nothing, a chill swept down my spine.
Azazel, I thought, shifting to my connection with him.
Only it was just as quiet. Just asstill.
My lips threatened to tighten, my heart stuttering a little in my chest.Is this thegiftshe’d mentioned? Has she done something to my mates?
Was this another one of her spells, similar to the experience the other day?
Or had she done something worse?
My soul didn’t feel all that wounded, which told me Melek and Azazel were very much alive. But that didn’t make me any less concerned.
Vivaxia had been fucking with my realm for months, perhaps even longer. Her being here—in the flesh—suggested we were about to end the final round of her games.
Unless she’s just getting started,I thought, my blood running cold. Nothing with Vivaxia was ever final. I’d learned that the hard way with her agreements.
One of which she seemed to produce now as she waved a delicate hand.
Only this parchment didn’t bear my signature on it. However, I recognized her loopy scrawl. “It seems some of your fae are not all that faithful to your design,” she murmured as she sent the document my way with a magical little current from her fingertips.
