Page 431 of Flirting with Darkness

But eventually we will leave the clouds of the astronomy tower for the darkened halls of Hale’s castle.

To his court and the people of the Dark Court.

I don’t know if I’ll still have to go before the council of fae kings. But I’m not worried.

Morality, as I’ve come to learn recently, isn’t black and white.

There’s a whole spectrum between.

And sometimes one takes actions that are less than pure for very good reasons. Like leaving the woman in the net so she could earn her own way.

Or mistaking a fae king for a demon and keeping him bound in iron.

I don’t know if the court will accept a human as their new queen, especially if they find out I didn’t pass the test of the forest without the king’s help.

But that’s a tale for another time, because I know that I have Hale’s forgiveness. And that’s what matters to me the most.

I smile into his chest. No trace of the crescent moon nail marks are left. That’s the upside of being fae. I could cause him endless pain in the bedroom, and while he’d love it in the moment, he’d be no worse for the wear.

Some might say that’s devilish.

Demonic even.

Evil or twisted, right from the pits of Hell.

And maybe it is.

But for me and my king, it’ll do just fine.

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