Page 2 of Royal Lies

Come on, even I would be skeptical of all the stuff he told me, and I've got a pretty imaginative imagination. But he was most definitely in my dreams, and I for one think dreams are very important in relaying messages. I mean just look at what flung my door open, a boy straight out of my dreams, and I don't mean the oh-so-dreamy kind of guy. Well, he was hot, with his blond hair and blue eyes, but the dude's got some big ass stick up his butt hole. His build seemed nice though, still slim but a nice figure. Unfortunately, the guy's still not my type. I mean a good body and perfect features might do some in but for me, the personalities got to match too and his personality sure does need some work. I mean the guy was just way too uptight.

He's always ordering me around and shit.

Like hello, I can do my own shit.

Anyways, boy proceeds to tell me all this shit, yaddie, yaddie, ya. I don't believe him. For one he proceeds to inform me I have magic, and a queen as well. Color me surprised when little ol’ commoner me found out I might be some big shot.

Of course, when he told me I still didn't believe him. It was only logical but then well, I was always very curious so, I performed his "suggested" spell andkabooie!

And when I saysuggestedit was more like the damn guy ordered me to. Like flat-out commanded me to. He held a knife to my throat and all. Ok so maybe he didn't, but he might as well have. Again guys got some stick wedge far up his damn asshole. So I did the spell and lo and behold I have magic. Wow, who would have thought? Certainly not me.

Damn, I have magic now, wonder what I could do?

Unfortunately, I didn't know a spell that could help me incinerate the bastard and go on my merry way without him. It was very unfortunate. Believe me, I’ve tried many, many times to trick him into teaching me said spell. He said no, multiple times.

Something bout' each fae having an affinity and gift. And how he doesn’t really know how mine works.

So here's the dealio, an affinity is what your gift would lean more towards like a verb to your noun. I think, does that make a good analogy? I don't know but anyway, a gift is what your magic stems from. For example, my gift is light, so I can't essentially cast a fire spell, cause fire and light are different. For one you can start a fire with light magic but can't conjure fire. Like you can beam a light on a magnifying glass and start a fire on a piece of paper but the light itself is not fire.

Whereas if your gift is fire then you can just light the damn thing on fire without the help of a magnifying glass.

If you're still confused one burns things the other doesn't. Also light is sort of like the opposite of dark magic. So you could think of it in that sense too. Huh, maybe I should have started explaining it that way instead.

Moving on!

My affinity however is creation, so technically I can create a spell using my light magic to start a fire in a way that would make it seem like I have a gift for fire. In essence, it allows me to use my light magic to make new spells from old spells. I could even use my affinity to use my light magic to make it seem like I could use other elemental magic or dark magic.

Eli's gift from what I gathered is ice or freezing anything. But his affinity is, hmm I don't even know yet. Maybe creation like mine? He does make a lot of things from ice, like chairs, so he could plomp his stupid ass on. He thinks it makes him look allhigh and mighty but honestly, if you ask me I think it just makes him look like a pompous asshole.

So here's the thing, in the Fae Realm commoners like me don't have magic, like we can't perform any spells and stuff, so I never really tried in the past. Cause you know I thought I was a simple, innocent little commoner. Plus, the one time I did try I couldn't.

At least I can't remember if I succeeded in completing a spell.

Ok, so maybe not just once. I tried multiple times, which led me to the conclusion that he was helping me cast the magic. But that couldn't be as it came out of my hands, I mean his hands weren't glowing gold. So it had to be the other conclusion, I did have magic, it was just locked until he showed up. I guess, but why?

You know I did try asking him about this but the boy literally turned and looked at me and just said something about this stupid link shit. Whatever that meant.

Something about him and me being bound together and him meeting me unlocking something chaining my magic. But if you ask me that shit is sketchy as fuck.

So this link, he's apparently like my other half or something like that, gross. Ugh, I'm shivering all over at the thought of being tied to this stuck-up prince and I don't mean the romantic kind. The goosebumps pricking every inch of my skin is what I feel at the thought of even kissing the prude. Just look at me, I'm nothing like him, like the complete opposite.

Anywho, he did explain how we are definitely not destined to get married or something like that, thank the magics. I can't even imagine getting married to a guy like that.

Now where was I?

Right. He said we had this destiny that we needed to fulfill, which was to get back to our thrones. But if you ask me he just wants to be king again. Oh, did I mention he was also a royalin the past? But that's not important what's important is why I agreed.

I'm a fae and a commoner. But after hearing about me being a past queen, and my right to the throne, who wouldn't want that power? I mean the money, just think of it, you could buy anything you want, command anyone you want, kill whoever you want. Mwah ha ha. That and anything beats living this mundane life.

After that, we traveled to fulfill our destinies!

So why the hell are we at this shabby run-down fucking bar in the middle of the woods after hiking with no carriage or escorts to carry us?

I have no clue.

I sighed looking up at the old rotten planks that were this bar. I think the ceiling was coming off.

The decently sized cabin was lit up with orange lamps spread out on the porch and from light through the windows. Which I would have to say were really just two large holes carved into the wood. The only beacon of light in this dimly lit wooded area. The veins and trees hugged the building as if to embrace the structure to become one with nature. No wonder the planks of the building were growing mushrooms on the sides, it was so damp.

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