It was myopic to think that the Fae were the only supernatural creatures around, but to think that Maximus was a horse shifter never crossed his mind. No, it was shocking, and it was at this point that everything began to connect and make sense to him.
The reason why the horse Maximus was not able to coexist in a herd and would attack the others without reasoning, she was just not like them. She was far more rare, superior, and powerful.
It was no wonder she formed a telepathic link with Prince Adric and was able to take on his magic, she was no ordinary horse. Maximus was made from the same mold as the cruel prince, she had dark Fae blood.
Issac was so gripped with shock that he stood still like a statue and one would have thought she had broken him. And that brought him to the question of Maximus' gender, was 'he' a she, or she is a 'he'? It was all confusing. There wasn't much information on horse shifters because they were very, very rare and a myth now.
No, if the king finds out that Prince Aldric's famously fearsome horse was a shifter, it was very much going to land him in trouble. Not to mention that she had dark Fae blood. The only reason Adric was still alive as a dark Fae was because he was a royal but the same wouldn't be said for Maximus if his or her secret is out. Oh, damn it already.
Issac shifted on his feet uncomfortably knowing that he could not kill Maximus, Part dark Fae or not. He knew how much the cruel prince loved the horse shifter…. wait a minute. Issac was wide-eyed as a thought crossed his mind. Does Prince Aldric know the horse shifter is also a girl? Could it be that the both of them were …..
Issac swallowed numbly and could not finish the rest of his thoughts. His mind flashback to the scene of Aldric petting her back when they were still in the Fae realm. Did Aldric by chance love Maximus the horse like a woman?!
Perhaps Maximus must have been bored from the lack of response from Isaac because she shifted to her half Fae form. And she was naked.
"Gods! No!" Issac wailed, turning the other way and bringing his hand up to his face after a glimpse of what he shouldn't have seen. Would Prince Aldric kill him for mistakenly seeing his woman naked? Issac knew at that moment that he was an endangered man.
"What are you doing?" Maximus asked, seemingly comfortable in her skin.
"Please, be decent," Issac begged her, daring not to look again.
She pursed her lips, "Decent? Ahh, I forget to tell you that any clothes on me gets shredded whenever I shift and that was the last clothes I stole from a kind villager miles away. But don't worry, I walk naked all the time in my horse form, hence it's second nature to me."
Somebody should just kill him at this point, Issac cried out inwardly. This was too much information, neither did he sign up for this amount of stress. Everything about Prince Aldric was trouble and his death was imminent.
"Or wait! I have an idea." Maximus said and moved to pluck two leaves from a tree by her side. She then used one of the leaves to cover her pubic region and the other to cover one of her breasts, leaving the other exposed. And she frowned having seen the flaw in her plan.
"Sadly, I have two hands and can not cover my other nipple." She announced to him without an ounce of shame.
By the gods, Issac pressed a hand to his temple where he could feel a throbbing headache. How did his life turn out like this? Sure, the Fae were notoriously open about sex, but this was Prince Aldric's woman and he didn't want to die yet.
Without a word, Issac made his sword vanish then he hoisted his tunic over his head and took it off, holding it out to her without looking at her naked body.
Without any form of refusal, Maximus accepted the tunic from him and wore it.
"You can turn now, shy Fae, I'm decent." There was a hint of amusement in her tone.
Expelling a long breath, Issac hesitantly turned around. He peered at her with one eye first and confirmed she was no more naked before turning to her fully.
Thankfully, Maximus in her female form was smaller and his tunic fell to her midthigh like a short dress and was much bigger on her frame. However, the tunic was see-through and he could make out the pebbled form of her nipple and it sent a jolt of desire through him.
Issac slapped his cheek mentally, he can't think that. Prince Aldric would kill him if he looks at his woman the wrong way. Hence, he composed himself and with the illusion of calmness, asked her, "What the hell is going on here?"
Maximus shrugged, "It's just as you see it. You passed the test and you get to live."
"W-what?" He choked out. His eyes widened, "Earlier, you -!"
"You resisted my charm and survived. Other people in the past failed and now you get to hang out with me." She declared casually as if she didn't just mention killing people in the past.
Issac swallowed, "You killed others…?" No, this was too much.
"Of course! I had to protect my secret and they were not worthy enough. Although one did last a week only to betray me in the end and tried to sell me…" She flashed her wicked-looking teeth at him, "It was nice chewing his bones."
"Where is the prince? Take me to the prince. I have to find him now!" He had to find the prince and return to the Fae realm after the errand was over. He couldn't be around these people. They were crazy and twisted from the inside and Issac feared he would be the same in time if he hung around them.
"Oh, the master is busy at the moment and hasn't summoned me yet. That means we have a lot of time to get to know each other, Issac. " She grinned hungrily at him.
Issac's soul left his body.
The vigil was held in the village hall and the arena was large enough to contain everyone. All of the villagers were on black and thoroughly covered up because of the cold. As if the weather wanted to honor the chief as well, the sun had come out towards evening, even though it had been brief. However, the cold was not Islinda's problem because she had a lot on her mind and they revolved around Eli and Valerie. She still couldn't accept the fact that the child had taken a liking to her evil stepsister after what she had done to him yesterday. It seemed odd and didn't make sense. Just what did Remy win him over with? It wasn't with her food because that alone was poison. But then, Islinda had to admit it was nice knowing someone would watch over Eli while she waited for Valerie to arrive. It would have been difficult seeing the Fae with the boy by her side and Islinda wasn't sure she wanted Eli privy to their interaction. Islinda had no idea what kind of relationship she had with Va
Issac was red-faced and looked like he was going to combust anytime soon. Just as "her poem" suggested, he was riding Maximus, her horse form, but not in the way she suggested. It seems that after passing her test, she had dropped all forms of pretense with him and now, he was on a talking horse. Yep, as if it couldn't get weirder. How couldn't he have seen the signs? Everything was pretty much obvious that she was not a normal horse. But then, Maxi was good at pretending. Now, he had to suffer through her horrible rhyme filled with sexual innuendo. "I'm satisfied with my ride,Now I've got to shake, shake, shake Shake my beautiful ass…." "Alright, that's enough!" Issac shouted and didn't need to ask twice, he got off the horse, his actions nimble and swift. He had been a soldier in the king's army after all and didn't find dismounting a horse one bit stressful. However, he was glaring at Maximus now, his ears were going to bleed anytime soon if she continued with that horrible p
Islinda didn't know she got to the chief's place, her mind had been racing the entire time. How could the man die at a critical time like this? If he were going to die, he should have at least found Eli's parents first before leaving. Now, she was left all alone to deal with the burden. The chief's place was filled to the brim with sympathizers who had come to offer their condolences to his family. It wasn't until that moment that the cold began to get to her and Islinda looked down to discover that she was barefooted and her toes were beginning to freeze. The shock had been so great, it had stripped her of all sense of reasoning. "Aiyo, how could you come out like that? Even if the chief's death is shocking, we cannot afford to lose a young soul too!" It took Islinda a minute to realize that the elderly woman was speaking to her. Islinda knew one from the marketplace, having sold one of her small animals to her. "Ahh, this…." She shifted on her toes uncomfortably, now embarrassed
"Good Morning big sister,"A grinning face was all she could see and Islinda nearly stumbled off the cot in the process. He startled her and how did she wake up this late? The sun was already peeking out through the window, her stepfamily was going to kill her."What's wrong big Sister? You look worried?" Adric inquired, noticing how quickly she made her bed."Eli, this is not the time for this. I need…." What does she need? She needed a breather, "I need to go about my morning chores and make sure the family is satisfied else they would take it out on you…." Islinda trailed off when she realized that was not the right thing to tell a child.She cleared her throat, coming to take Eli's hands in hers and bent to his height," When people are hungry, they get angry and do crazy things. But don't worry, no one will touch you." She smiled at him brightly, hoping that was enough to assure him.Now that she thought about it, the boy was more mature than she thought. He didn't throw tantrums
"How do I look?" Maximus twirled around in her new dress stolen from a villager's clothing line. Yes, they were in the village now at Issac's insistence. Her shy Fae threw quite a tantrum, insisting to meet her master now. Hence, she decided to train him like a dog by feeding him crumbs. Haha, she was joking. Maximus merely brought him to the village where the master was, enough to satisfy his desire but not exactly feeding him the information he needed. Issac was relieved now, she was no longer naked and his tunic had been returned to him. However, her scent now lingered on the material and she smelled like lush green grass and the wild. Issac caught him at last, horrified at the thought that he found the scent desirable. He stood straight at once, this was all a distraction. The sooner he was back in the Fae realm, the better for him. "I don't see the prince," He reminded her the reason he had agreed to come to the village with her - after helping her steal clothes of course. Not
Panic rose through Remy when she was unable to move a muscle. It was a lucid dream and she should be able to direct and control the course of her dream. But that wasn't the case. It was almost as if she was pushed into the seat of a carriage ride and someone else manipulated her dream. At first, she was unable to see anything past the encroaching darkness that sent chills down her spine and her instincts warned her to run! To wake from this slumber! But there she lay helpless, squirming in real life, not that there was anyone to help her. And suddenly, there he was, hovering over her, it was the young boy that the bitch Islinda had brought home. Remy should not be afraid of him but it was the feeling of a prey recognizing a bigger predator. There was a menacing energy around him that made her heart begin to pound loudly in her chest. Something was not right about the boy. "Ahh," He rasped, taking a good look at his handwork, "You don't look so scary anymore, do you? How easy it was