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Chapter 12; My Prisoner
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The charming melodies wafting up from the hall downstairs beckon me like a siren's song, filling the long corridor with an air of anticipation. Unlike the predictable rhythms of my days in Ferngrove, where each sunrise brought familiar routines, stepping into this new world feels like diving into the unknown depths of a vast ocean.Downstairs, the sounds of laughter and animated conversation echo through the grand hall, mingling with the soft glow of candlelight. My hands clench in front of me, a mixture of excitement and trepidation coursing through my veins. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for whatever awaits me below.With each step down the ornate staircase, the polished marble floors reverberate beneath my feet, amplifying the rhythm of my heartbeat. As I approach the heart of the festivities, a surge of anticipation courses through me, mingling with the thrill of the unknown. The party unfolds before me like a tapestry of enchantment, the air alive with the cadence of lau
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 14; The Fifth Daughter
We all experience those moments when we're caught in the crossfire, uncertain of whether to intervene or remain silent. Right now, I find myself in the heart of such a moment.The tension between the two men is palpable, their gazes locked in a fierce battle of wills. Malevolence hangs heavy in the air, and I realize with a sinking feeling that I've unwittingly stumbled into the midst of their animosity. I need to extricate myself from this situation, and fast.Stumbling away from Baelorin, I feel his hand reach out as if to stop me, but it hesitates, frozen in mid-air. I come to a halt, my gaze fixed on Valen, who stands before me with a look of unbridled hostility directed at Baelorin. It's as if he's preventing him from touching me with his powers."Stop it!" I exclaim, my voice ringing out in the charged atmosphere. Valen's piercing gaze shifts to me, but I refuse to back down. "You really are insufferable, you know that?" I step closer to him, tilting my chin defiantly upward. Ba
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 15; The Wreath In The Woods
The rhythmic crunch of twigs beneath approaching footsteps pierced the stillness of the night, jolting me from my fitful slumber. With a sharp intake of breath, I peered into the enveloping darkness, my senses heightened by a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins.Every muscle in my body tensed as the unseen intruder drew nearer, their presence shrouded in the inky blackness of the forest. With bated breath, I strained to catch any sign of movement, my heart pounding in my chest like a frantic drumbeat.The soft glow of my torch cast flickering shadows across the underbrush, illuminating the gnarled roots of ancient trees and the tangled undergrowth that carpeted the forest floor. Yet, despite the feeble light, the identity of the approaching figure remained elusive, concealed by the veil of night.My hand instinctively sought the comforting weight of the bow slung across my chest, fingers curling around the smooth wood as I prepared to defend myself against whatever lurked in
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 16; The Aftermath
As I gradually regain consciousness, the gentle caress of the wind brushes against my skin, offering a soothing embrace. Sheltered by a comforting presence, I discern the rhythmic beat of wings above, their steady cadence a reassuring melody in the stillness of the air. With hesitant movements, I blink my eyes open, seeking to acclimate to the gentle sway of flight.My gaze drifts upward, and I am met with the sight of my savior—Valen, his form silhouetted against the expanse of the sky. His focus remains fixed ahead, his movements fluid and graceful as he navigates the currents of the air. The realization that we are suspended high above the forest floor sends a shiver of apprehension down my spine, and I instinctively cling tighter to him, seeking solace in his reassuring presence."Stay still. You're safe now," Valen murmurs softly against my neck, his breath warm against my skin. I heed his words, allowing myself to relax into his embrace, finding comfort in the strength of his a
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 17; A Piece Of You
The sun cast a soft glow over the garden, its rays filtering through the foliage to create intricate patterns of light and shadow upon the statues that adorned the lush landscape. Yet, despite the midsummer season, the sun seemed strangely subdued, its brilliance tempered by a veiled haze that hung in the air like a gossamer curtain.As I stepped out into the garden, a sense of disquiet settled over me. Shouldn't the sun be at its zenith during this time of year? The discrepancy gnawed at the edges of my consciousness for the longest time.The mansion bustled with activity, a hive of frenetic energy as maids scurried to and fro, attending to last-minute preparations for the impending festivities. Everywhere I looked, there were signs of bustling activity: ribbons being woven into intricate designs, flowers arranged in elaborate bouquets, and the faint hum of magic as faeries worked their enchantments to embellish the surroundings.One faerie caught my eye as she effortlessly conjured a
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 18; Damsel In Distress
Perched upon the windowsill, I survey the scene unfolding below as the evening descends into a tapestry of lights and laughter. The Midsummer festivities ignite the meadows with a kaleidoscope of colors, beckoning revelers to partake in the joyous celebration.Yet, amidst the vibrant spectacle, Baelorin's cryptic warning echoes in the recesses of my mind, a riddle waiting to be unraveled. What hidden truth lurks behind his ominous words? And what role does Valen play in the equation?With a furrowed brow, I tear my gaze away from the festivities below, turning inward to grapple with the elusive puzzle that Baelorin's statement presents. Fingers drumming restlessly against the window ledge, I contemplate my next move. Despite my earlier resolve to abstain from the festivities, an insatiable curiosity now compels me to attend. Maybe I'm being foolish for wanting to go but my heart keeps thumping out of control.With a determined stride, I abandon the safety of my chamber and make my wa
Court Of Fae And Ruin Chapter 19; Rest Well, Sweet Maerwynn
Valen's hand tightens around my waist, his touch Sending a chill racing down my back.His other hand cups my cheek, holding my face to his with a tenderness that catches me off guard. "You look extremely ravishing tonight," he murmurs, his voice low and husky.I feel the heat crawling up to my cheeks, betraying the blush that threatens to surface. But I know better than to let myself be swayed by his charm. This is just another facade. In the blink of an eye, he'll revert to his usual cold and distant self."I'm not a maiden tied to a tree," I whisper, our lips tantalizingly close. He brushes his forehead against mine, his breath warm against my skin as he inhales deeply."I don't care about that," he replies, his voice laden with sincerity."It is your tradition?" I ask, my voice tinged with uncertainty as I find myself involuntarily clutching onto his arm.The bustling crowd around us pays no attention to our covert corner, immersed in their own revelries. Lost in the night and in ea
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The mansion gradually fades from view as we ride farther away, the distance providing a semblance of privacy. Eventually, we slow our pace, trotting side by side along the path."Why do the Trials happen?" I finally voice the question that has been gnawing at me to Rhaenan.He remains silent for a while, as if weighing his words carefully. Eventually, he lets out a sigh, shoulders sagging slightly. "There's no need for secrecy anymore, especially since... well, you know," he says, his gaze briefly flickering to me before returning to the path ahead."Just tell me everything," I implore. "Please. I deserve to know, at least before I face whatever awaits me in that cave."Rhaenan nods, his expression distant, as if lost in his thoughts. For a moment, I think he's going to get all emotional, but he maintains his composure. He's a Fae, after all—ice runs through his veins. Over the past two weeks, I've grown fond of Rhaenan, and I believe the feeling is mutual. I can't help but wonder how
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